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It was all about the math, he knew.
The breaths, the bites and chews and swallows, the number of small steps one takes, the flickers of their eyelids.
The sum of heartbeats.
It all seemed endless, but
He only had to endure one breath at a time.
A step after the other.
A blink. Each flutter against his ribs.
He dared not calculate, but still he knew it added up.
To when the awfulness will pass,
And life came back.
For the Weekend Writing Prompt of Calculate in 80 words
Na'ama Yehuda 
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