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Learning to breathe in the darkness
I dreamed I was drowning in a dark, dark ocean.
Desperate for air,
I looked every direction for light to lead me to the surface.
There was none.
I surrendered to the depths,
gasping in the water only to discover I could breathe.
It was as if I had grown gills like a fish,
adapted to my circumstances.
Weightless and free in the water,
I flipped and swam and breathed in the darkness.
Soon the glow of the moon filled the water,
but I no longer needed to swim to the surface.
I had learned to breathe in the darkness.
And so I swam on.
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