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I breathe in,
So sure it will help
It doesn’t
It doesn’t -
The pain is still there,
Lingering
Like footsteps in the sand
Like fingerprints on the heart
I breathe out and out
And out,
So hopeful
And fearful
That this will be an ending,
But you force another breath
Into my lungs,
And I can taste the rain
That isn’t really rain,
On your lips,
On my lips
And we breathe together