Fresh Air Poem by Daniel Miltz
Fresh Air
Open places
At present void spaces
Freed from each and every unmistakable
Winged animals are flying considerable
Unreservedly in the sky
Without planes or vehicle nearby
People stuck in their huts
Roads are vacant lots
The air is new with zest
Take it all in and rest
Mother earth more tranquil
Flourishing more zeal
I've --at any point seen
© daniel miltz
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