Asthma
A dumbfounding struggle for what is plenty in the air,
The shortest of unsure breaths drawing,
The hesitant oxygen inwardly cursing;
A judging of the whole affair unfair.
My trachea thinking of its resignation letter,
Worsening the picture of Seeker of the Better;
My two lungs scheming to lock up their shop,
Evidently not touched that a life might drop!
A straight cash...
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