Wednesday, May 9, 2018

ONE LAST BREATH




ONE LAST BREATH
Down in the blue vacuum,
I’ll depart from here soon.
As I float down,
you need not frown.
This is where I want to be.
I will be finally free.
I hold firm against the tide.
Small fish gather at my side.
I feel lightheaded and free
I am now one with the sea.

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