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Breathe of Fresh Air


I feel as though I'm coming up for air. 

Before I met you, I was stuck underwater not able to breathe.

I knew what love was, and fact I didn't have it wasn't fair,

But now because of you I am able to live. 

You hold me above the water, never having to catch my breathe.

So please, whatever you do

Don't let go....

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