Breathe Poem by Darlan M Cunha

Breathe



If for some reason the breathing is suspended,
tachycardia, the gaze stopped at some point
invisible to others, it may be the time to celebrate
some amazement greater than fear.

Breathe
Sunday, February 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: air,fear,fear of self
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Darlan M Cunha

Darlan M Cunha

Medina, MG, Brazil
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