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Writer's pictureGurdit

Short Of Breath

I take a deep breath,

And cannon ball into the bay,

Swimming to the deep end,

Of the ocean again today.

The corals dance,

The fishes play hide and seek,

But what I want,

Is really some peace.

So I keep going,

Down in the blue hole,

Breathing in peace,

Like never before.

But then I’m short,

Of breath and hope too,

If now I don’t come out,

I’ll probably never do.

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