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I’m breathing better now that fewer bodies live.

My heart has room to beat a bit, there’s more open air to give.

It’s getting so much calmer since some souls have swept away.

And now I see the clear wide sky of yet another day.

Melting flesh has singed away the fraying outer skin.

And opened up a passage way for my own oxygen.

Selfishly I feed on grace so freely offered up.

And graze on grasses so alive from natures barren cup.

2/2/11

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