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Sep 2010
Open up, let it in,
let it fill your lungs like oxygen
until your chest bursts and it spills,
make all that you touch beautiful,
and love with all that you are,
with every fibre of your being,
with your skin and your bones
and whatever is left within.
Lauren Poxton
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