Leaning close, I listen to his heart beat and watch his chest rise & fall. This moment will be the ones I will remember, I told myself. I will memorize the curves and arches of his determined face. I will be able to tap out the rhythm of his heart and hum the pattern of his breathing. I can't let go of something so simply beautiful as the world around us gets so ugly and begins to tarnish us. I refuse to give up.
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