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Feb 2013
I'd like to tell you a story,
     a story about a girl,
a story about a boy.
But while I tell you this story,
                                  I want you to listen.
Listen to the sounds around you,
                    listen to the cars driving by,
     listen to the planes roaring in the sky.
Most of all, listen to yourself.
Your rhythmic breathing,
           inhale


                                exhale.

            Inhale


                                   exhale.


Listen to your heart as it
thumps
  
      thump
          thump
                
                   thumps
in your flesh covered chest.

Tell yourself you are real.
You are alive.
Your story is more important than the one of this boy and girl,
because their story doesn't exist.
Your story does.

So feel alive.
Kendra Gibson
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Kendra Gibson
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