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surviving the cold

leaving my heart cold my mind swole like a person in a coma still we know things around us may not be quite what it seems but our heart is beating by our own machines breathing in and out only the breath that God can give without a doubt I know my heart will heal promises was made and they will be kept when I fall asleep I will get rest my heart is heavy my soul do weeps but joy comes in the morning and I won't be defeated
©aomi45