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THE SIGH (on hearing an ill friend is alive) it started in my brain it moved to my lungs it swelled to my soul and finished on my lips -- relief; he is okay. THE SIGH (on hearing a once ill friend is dead) it started in my gut it scattered to my lungs it sunk to my soul and finished at my eyes -- regret; I have words unsaid.
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
A selection of sighs
THE SIGH (on hearing an ill friend is alive) it started in my brain it moved to my lungs it swelled to my soul and finished on my lips -- relief; he is okay. THE SIGH (on hearing a once ill friend is dead) it started in my gut it scattered to my lungs it sunk to my soul and finished at my eyes -- regret; I have words unsaid.
jared-m-field
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
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