It is as simple as breathing

It was one breath,
The breath that broke the world free,
As all eyes were transfixed upon her.
It was the breath that left the roars fall into a peaceful silence.
And it was the world that subsided to witness the glory. 
With this breath she attempted to be steady, to begin to tell the story,
The story that would be told by generations to come. 
It first occurred with one breath,
Then her glory began, 
As she stepped out to reach her destiny. 
The breath that steadied her blood, gave her a chance.
Her breath cleansed her being, to become the woman she is today. 
 

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