and breath eludes me...
and help is like...
twin butterflies..
once seen..
i never caught....
that dance around...
me...
i try too..grasp...
and lost i gasp....
too catch....
one breath...
inside..
while..three...
patched wings...
fly all around me...
and with two initials..
and labeled breath...
i see....
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