awaken

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stepping into that fresh winter air
the sky has darkened
my feet aren't bare
my winter coat holds me snugly tight

a babys cry is not heard tonight
over the roar of the wind
all voices are
an aftersight

it's like breathing in
pure survival,
the essence of life
fresh air

bliss
and
pain
all at once

awaken

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