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Mason Phillips
Poems
Mar 2013
D n e o a t t e h (Spaces)
Not a soul knows the fragility
That every couple of minutes we must come up for air
Yet we always seem to sink back down.
These walking trick candles
Make me feel like I'm just another wasted breath
My envious eyes hope to be the raindrops that collide on the windshield.
Acknowledging the sun, yet jealous of the sea
So one day, I forgot to come up for air.
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Mason Phillips
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