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I've been drawn by the artists these days, and of old;
Yet I'm seen only when all around me is cold.
For most of the time you just live and ignore me;
Then you gasp for me, stop for me, mutter below me.
You might say, in surprise, I've been taken away,
But it's true I've been with you, at least 'til today.
When I leave you, you leave too!
Who am I?
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Breath
Everyone draws breath, and it is seen on icy days.
We breathe subconsciously, but might gasp or stop for breath. We mutter "under our breath" at times.
We might say our breath is "taken away" but we have it as long as we live - until we "leave" this world!
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