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Happy New Year. As I sat in reflection this morning, this poem came to me. I hope you enjoy it as much as this day. Breathing. As we move into a new year, I have one goal, to make it through tomorrow. If I am breathing, I am living. Gone are my days of setting goals. A checklist to tally up my inevitable failures at the end of the year. There will be no hope for a gym membership, a new diet, or time based guidelines for how to spend my minutes, hours or days. If I am breathing, I am living, my s

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