Breathe with me, I am who I say to be

There is more hope than expected.

May I have Qi? 

Maybe a cup of tea,

Is there Digitalis Purpurea? 

To be or not to be,

To be or not to be?

Misery is all but now,

What once was before repeats no end,

Until thou, victim not of chance but of simplicity,

Suffer the same as the bound soul stands breathing erratically,

In you and I, 

Selah,

For not the sole reason to grow but in honor of misery and her companions,

There reigns a promise of victory,

If the challenger's company wishes for prosperity, abiding by an honest intent,

In whatever unplanned words, accompanied or unaccompanied by thought,

Are spoken in a moment of bonding or relation.  

Remember to be, for all that is to not be has been and will be, 

as the light is ignorant to the dark and the dark is shun by any strength of shine. 

Author's Note

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