Sun rises and so does the moon
We breathe in and out persistent
Casually gulping millions of air packets
Pushing time and life forward
Purpose of life misconstrued
Last breath when approached,
Scramble do we in vain for more
She very much lies in each inbreath, outbreaths too
Making us up on our toes is she ofcourse
A longing to breathe Her is prime
For if not, repentance are we left with
Intensity has it all, to taste Her spirit
Breathe Her before your last!
It's simple, She's right here....
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