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Oct 2011
Inhale to create light
Exhale to pollute
Black lungs
Stained fingers

Mixed with breeze
Smoke and thoughts
Waves and ripples
Leaves they crackle

Higher levitation
Hearts wish
Fate wins
My mind fly

Trees are sloop
Branches raise
Unfolded buds
Wilted flowers

Everyone.
S.O.A.R
Many
Flights
Sarah R
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Sarah R
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