Breathing While Walking
I take ten breaths just to take one step because of the fear that incompacitates my past.
I take ten steps with one breath because of the time that I've been given to succed.
I take ten breaths and ten steps; I'm not running from yesterday, I'm not waiting on tomorrow.
I'm assured in deep breaths and long walks that where i'm suposed to be is right where I am.
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