Bated Breath
When I awoke,
I started thinking.
Am I rising?
or Am I sinking?
I live each day, as just a day, and carry on my merry way
But there's something more I am trying to see...
Open my eyes and show it to me!
I shall live each day with bated breath,
Giving in to Life or Death.
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