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I exhaled the last breath, And i felt like my soul was about to leave. Because with every breath, the air becomes harder to inhale each time.
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
Every breath, each time.
I exhaled the last breath, And i felt like my soul was about to leave. Because with every breath, the air becomes harder to inhale each time.
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
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