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There isn't enough air.
It dries up.
Everything deflates.
I feel my ears pop.
Or was that my heart?
Yesterday, it was better.
The winds blew.
My soul was strong.
I know it will be again.
I can see the wind on the horizon,
It ruffles the leaves of the trees.
But it doesn't come near me.
Here I go again.
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