When heat is ever high and one's breath is hard to take
What kind of poetry comes out what verses will one make
I am completely tired out from trying to breathe in
Yet I know a peaceful place; I'm going deep within
Centering all my thoughts on crisper cooler air
I imagine all my being enveloped over there
Seeing all the clouds as they come floating by
I hear angelic beings and let out a grateful sigh
Its hard to understand these moments without breath
But one can truly imagine a shadow of one's death
Yet not for morbid reasons but because the air is thin
So I tap into my being and revive myself from within
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