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Posted on by Jeanne

Love me while i am here
or don’t love me at all.

As i, my song,
lives as breath

fluid as the river,
passed through and over.

Sing the path.
Walk the earth.

Vapors exist, retract,
birth the unknown.

As i, my song,
lived in breath. Depart.

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