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The Breath of Life

I remember to breathe. So simple, yet also so forgotten. I often think about how life can be so depressing. Around every corner there is sadness, anger, hurt, negativity. Some days it's so easy to dwell on the bad things and feel as though there is nothing left in life that is worth it anymore. Even the amazingly good moments have to end sometime, and then it's back to the depressing norm.

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