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The air won't come…
It's trapped
Unmoving in my chest
How I live now is a mystery
Why won't it come?
What did I do
To warrant such punishment
My chest wails
What breath I do receive is short
And soon lost
I fear that my eyes will close
And never re-open
I can almost hear the voice of God in my ear
…Beckoning me to His eternal Kingdom.