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Come Alive
Retired now from past and pride,
Life was a morning dew to him.
And when, in time, he felt again,
She came to save him from his sin.
Breathing for the first time now-
Just breathing, beating, being.
Looking where he wanted to,
It took some time to start believing.
Appreciating every sight and sound,
For yesterday he'd been less than dead-
Or more- he wasn't used to thinking.
But he remembered every word she said.
