...A short Breather

October 1, 2019

The breath in my lungs right now...

is trembling

It's very faint

It has worsen to a point

where I'm in need of an oxygen tank

A respirator to puff out my chest

to inflate it to combat

the frigid, scornful winds

that took my breath

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