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breathe

Don’t move the way

fear makes you move

Move the way

love makes you move.

~Rumi

Air of love,

I can’t breathe, breathe, breathe

drag you close

To inhale you deep

What do you wanna be when you grow up?

I wanna be a wanderer

But right now I have no air

Out of myself

such a journey

in the city of the lonely

where you lose yourself

over and over

A lover of leaving

a pocketful of getaways

between four walls

infinite options

Surreal

I can deal with any fear

All I have to do is

breathe, breathe, breathe.

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