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An Escape of Breath

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Terra firma does not seem so firm,

Who knew men’s words,

The tremors of their vocal chords,

Could shake the ground beneath my feet

And form fissures of falsehoods?

Where can I go but upwards?

The air up here is thin

And cannot sustain a lie.

There is air enough for truth

And breath enough for poetry.

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