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Feb 2015
I breathe you in,
Inhaling all the pain,
Exhaling the peace.

Addicting, your taste, your high.
Your smell, as strong as air.

Higher, I fly to another world.
A world full of thoughtless thoughts
Nothing but peaceful happiness.

The trip down,
I fly higher
Rebecca Figueroa
Written by
Rebecca Figueroa  California
(California)   
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