Breathe

a poem

big deep breath — all the way

hold it in and let it stay

then all comes out — your biggest groan

we’ll be okay, this leads us home

those gentle sounds, you’d have me make

without them my heart so did break

your strongest hands they’d made me feel

my very precious dreams come real

I’ll be okay — I think, at least

this helps to scream and shout my piece

but if you could, when it makes sense

might save me from some trouble hence

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