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Apr 2019
Air
Is this it; is this all there is
Is this it; is this all we have
I feel there should be more
If one door closes and another one opens

Why are all my doors are closed
There are no windows
I can’t see, I can't hear, I can’t breathe
I need air, I need air

To touch to feel to know
To be felt, touched and known
Pull me out of the water
Stop me from drowning

I need air
I need air
So I can see things clear
Written by
Krystle OBrien
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