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Feb 2013
As I feel the day come to an end,
My body sends down shivers again.
As I sit alone and try to ascend.
Breathing in, and breathing out.
Never yell, never shout.

Slowing down, I let my body lift.
I think I've discovered the greatest gift.
Rachel Procopio
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Rachel Procopio  26/F
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