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A brush with death

The air begins to leak
Inevitably,
During a brush with death
We are unable
But beckon for breath
Running from rest we seek.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

2 Comments

  1. charlypriest says:

    Sorry about the LIKES, I hit it once the computer doesn´t answer then hit again it answers but takes out the like, now it seems is going fairly normal. Piece of crap this thing, but for 200$ bucks what did I expect.
    To the point, Great Poem. I like how you ended it.

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