breath

somehow restless

and unsettled

despite a good night’s sleep

irritable

for no apparent reason

other than the constant changing weather

from rain to sun in a single breath

from despair to hope

more swiftly

than the mind is able to grasp

but maybe there is nothing to grasp

only a breath to be breathed

a life to be lived

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