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Jul 2014
you can feel every pound
every inch of fat
every pore
each out of place hair
yet you cannot feel the love shared or the depth of the ocean as you sink
stop to see the beauty of it
come up
breathe
Aver
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Aver  ny
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     Aver and Any present moment
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