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"1 2 3 breath in 4 5 6 breath out And I repeat this pattern Until I no longer have to count -But I haven't not counted yet" Poetry Created on 10-26-18
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I thought I'd be vanished from this world. But it seems vanishing is very hard. Even harder than anyone can realize. Highest ranking: #68 in Poetry

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