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Breath of Air


Clear skies

Clouds white as paper

Air is crisp flat ironed pressed

Birds sing a melody

Grass seems greener

A breath of fresh air; breathe in

With every step I take I smile

 

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joshuafields

My side hobby is writing poetry, I tend to write complicated poems that have various meanings and I am always interested to hear other's interpretations. I love poetry because it acts as a gateway to express things and reveal my inner self. Enjoy, Poetry lovers!

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