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Read this extract from a poem by Erica Coetzee, from a book called To the Islands: (5 minutes or less or more, depending on how it sits with you.)
I never knew I loved breathing. The only breaths I ever congratulated were those salty show-offs overlooking the sea. I've come to realise, though, that you've got to love the…