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A Chance


 

I can’t breath, but 

I’m alive

I see the wind blow, but

I’m numb

 

I want to move, but

I’m afraid 

I want to face it, but

I’m trembling.

 

I can’t breath, but

Im running,

I don’t see the wind blow, but

I feel it

 

I took the step, but 

It wasn’t frightening 

I faced it, but

Im not trembling 

 

I see it all

I feel it all

I’m no longer afraid

Im running, and 

I can’t stop

I wont  stop.

 

I only needed a chance.

I won.

 

 

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