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# nineteen

smoke fills my lungs
i feel i can’t breathe
will the air ever be clean?
toxic words layered thick
continually sucked into our consciousness
that create our sins

Author Hillary SunenshinePosted on November 27, 2016January 23, 2017Tags breathe, consciousness, lungs, sins

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