I thought it required some skill
Just to survive those severe scars
Or to keep your sanity
While everything kept collapsing quietly
I used to believe pain had rules
That only the strong could endure it
Then I saw it's just the basic instinct
Survive
Breathe
Repeat
Eventually I stopped asking
When it shall end
And learned how to breathe in the cold instead
Because apparently
The winter always comes
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