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I can still breath the air


Air is more than a substance that I breath

Air helps me be a better me

When I rise its with expectation

Expectation to be great because I am of Gods creation

Air can be hot or cold

Sometimes windy we often never know

but preparation is the key the key to life

and all that it throws at us from both left and right

but Im always ready for whatever temp the air may be

because I got up this morning and can breath the air

I have a chance to be a better me!

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