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Aaron Johnson
Poems
Dec 2017
A Breeze in Hell
You are the only wind through hell.
The gentlest of caresses a cool embrace that warms without heat.
The only Deviation from an existence with little alleviation.
Closest thing I can feel to joy in this place.
Were you stronger you could ******* from here.
Alas I am no kite and must walk out on my own accord.
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