Morning Breeze

I inhale deeply

The freshness of dawn

They say it's pollution

I call it life

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Imperceptible

Apathy

I surrender all

Questions

Violence

And find solace in 

As is

Oscillation

To realign the 

Path

Immediacy

I give up the

What ifs

Deviation

Nonetheless 

A Post Script

I AVOID 

Those butterflies

Churning inside 

I know

The river

Changes course

And sometimes

Fences too

 

                         

                                   

                                                 

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