Headspace Project, 07

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"When cities sleep and moments end,

You sit inside, your only friend,

And breathe again.

Breathe in again.

Does it matter that the trail is short

If it seems the trek goes on and on for

All eternity,

Into eternity.

You think back on times you were down,

Sinking and you almost drowned,

But you resurfaced.

You still resurfaced.

Found yourself at odds with God,

Yet breath still clung on to your lungs,

And life went on.

It forced itself on.

And suddenly you realize

Those awful hopeless nights you cried

Were meant to be.

They were meant to be.

And when the light begins to break,

When morning comes and starts to wake

The hope inside,

Let it wake inside.

Potential in that sparking ember,

Bring to life the roaring fire

That is your soul,

Your heart and soul.

And go on."

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