Out of Anxiety

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In this moment I realized how fresh the air is,
I looked and I found the sun again.
Noticing all the little things,
My laugh the dumb stuff brings.

My eyes are now colored.
There are seconds to be found.
Telling the truth to go deeper.
This choice may be dangerous, steeper.

Taking short breaths
To live in the moment.
I risk it all for the one chance
To slow my thoughts like a dance.

I am now coming up
Going out and above.
I am floating in the air
Not even the wind will make a tear.

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