Morning Breaths
Life slowly takes hold of me again... I feel its hands on my heart..
slowly caressing my emotions shaping them into my dreams for the future.
Now I am awake, I am ready to tackle my day, I am ready to face anything and everything...
Yet I can't help but take deep breaths, for I fear the unknown, I am afraid to take risks,
am I ready for today... or should I take a deep breah and sleep again?
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