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The cool wind blows right in my dace,

Brushing my hair backwards mid-air.

While I feel his presence far away,

I close my eyes and breathe in peace.

My body is falling down from the sky

And then it pierces through the sea of tears.

Through my own tears are hidden,

I breathe in all the other sorrows I’ve felt.

Piano music soothes my ears in the distance,

Making me open my eyes to tell myself,

“I swear to keep on going through it,”

And the pain disappears as I breathe.

All of these children from my depression…

They make my blood flow from my wrist

And the sea becomes red like hell.

The pain increases as I breathe.

Although both sides of the world differ,

My own world is one within me.

I feel different sparks of explosions in my heart

As I continue to breathe.