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A L I V E
By Amy Ford
Breathing steadily, but slow.
Death is over.
A fresh wind blows upon one,
From the depths of dark despair.
Peace reigns, replacing twilight,
Goodness exudes from within.
Indifference has blown away,
Existence has a destined meaning;
Happiness, love, aimer and self-worth.
To act out life's undetermined path,
And to encompass the nuances of being.
Soon the endeavour will bear fruit,
And then one will exist