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devilspanties.keenspot.com/d/20040321.html,Devil's Panties - Sunday, March 21, 2004,[[Breath Part 2 of 2 by Stephanie Caldwell]]/Stephanie: Then out of complete chaos and madness comes the most unnatural calm. Borderline forced, or readily accepted by my being to pull me back into the realm. Similar to sliding down a big mirror, yet landing in harsh water that has an overpowering undertow.//Stephanie: Yes, it's there in the horizon. Peaking out, somewhere off in the distance. Nothing more than a pin prick dot to my naked eye. My happiness. Exhilaration! Purpose! Death! Acceptance!//Stephanie: I wonder how or why I never realized it's simple existence. Blinded am I by it's power me, which I could not see for living pace to pulse. Rather pulse to pace that is.//Stephanie: A moment mind you, is all I need to breathe./[[Jennie sits on the floor]]