Breathe
In.
The air is fresh.
Out.
Eyelids rise, open to the bright challenge
Brightness fades, leaving only a clearing.
The challenge remains,
yet the possibilities are easier to see.
In.
The air is sweeter.
Out.
Arms rise to embrace the warmth.
A large expanse of land awaits in the distance.
Possibilities are limitless,
Victory is within reach.
One foot forward,
Let the journey begin.
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