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You're the ill within my stomach
The numb within my leg
The C-clamp that squeezes
My brain...
You see,
I don't have to vision your
Presence to know that you
Are here
I feel you everywhere
And you roam about like
The irritation of an itch
Within my skin
Go away! I beg of you
As I say with a silence
In hopes of you grasping
Rapidly the urgency to comprehend
My position
The space between Us
Isn't far enough
In distance
And the toxic in your
Oxygen is suffocating me
So,Please please!
Just give me many seconds
To breathe
The air that is my Own
The air that brings
Forth such refreshment
Like,Citrus and lavender
Vanilla,a little cinnamon
Splashed with a bit of
Almond and yes some Honey
Allow me a moment to take in
The air that's  familiar
To me
My Oxygen
I know to be
The Home within
Me...

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