Blank pages of my notebook
.....searching for words to fill them.
Thursday, 22 November 2018
Still air
Two breaths in discord
The space between them in a swirl
Labored to match each other
Each slowed for the other
Never falling in step
All that was left
In the morning
Was still air
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