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Breathe

My hearts racing all the way to tomorrow

Breathe...

Breathe

pounding in my teeth

melting brain tickles down

sweaty skin

numb fingers

and my feet drum

a rhythm

never stationary

anxious to chase down

the vestiges of my sanity

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