And I Breathe...
I touch the air around me
And I feel to have felt for a while… perhaps
Everything seen is through the air to see
Simply breathing in moments to have had
Nothing more they are, nothing more am I
Simply existing for importance termed
If seen… do they not float with a sigh
To survive perhaps for only moments yearn
So much there are, yet so little to feel
So much I am, yet to the world so small
Do I know… suppose if I knew
Becoming tears for moments once to befall
And nothing more can I do
Because the world can turn you but you cannot turn the world
Irony… for it’s a world we rule
And when troubled is it not back to the world we only hurl
Like nothing is the air around me
Feel did I felt it for a while… perhaps
A world only to be, a me if only to see
Simply to breathe in moments to once have had
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