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lifeline pt. 2

 

it is now at 5:25 on a monday evening 

that i realize what has kept me here 

i am surviving off of dead poets & living ones

their souls live by keeping mine alive

i am here because 

one stanza 

one sentence 

one word 

found my breath 

worth taking 

 

each one a compression on my chest saying 

just one more day 

 

poets never die

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