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Jan 2015
The air is intoxicating,
And malodorous.

I feel it suffocating me,
It saddens me.

Makes me feel nothing,
But nothing is a feeling so complex,
Because nothing is something,
And something is not nothing.

I can feel the air,
Tightening around me like a fist fighting death.

I can feel I----
Nothing.
Lexi Dvorak
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Lexi Dvorak  Beyond Imagination
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