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I realized it today.
I’m living again.
I said it out loud.

Those first ten years,
(give or take a few),
didn’t really exist.
They were taken,
stolen by…..death.

“The Death” was its own entity,
It had a life of its own.
I was alive….through death.

Slowly….ever so slowly….
I have awakened.
I no longer live my life through his death.
I refound his life.

I refound my breath.