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Air
Jan 03, 2017

She is like air.

Always around you

But you can never catch it.


She doesn't like being caught

It chokes her.


She wants to move

Where she wants

With no doors

blocking her path.


But with control

And thought.


Sometimes

In a room

She turns stale

A window always

Needs to be open.


A way out and

A way in.


She stirs on some days

Moving in gusts with

Apparent haste.


Often turning your

Umbrella and leaving

You cold.


On other days

She carries thoughts

That fill your lungs

warms you

Tingling your neck and arms.


As long as you keep breathing

She will always know you

Know her
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