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Bogle
Poems
Mar 2014
Those Deep Gulps
And then I breathed,
several deep breaths,
as I left the valley,
of the shadow,
of death.
I,
there was no realisation,
that I was forcing my way out,
head first,
through the jaws of pitiless hell.
Because my breaths,
of deep relief,
were probably mistaken,
for the deep breaths,
before the last plunge.
Thank you.
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