Season's breath brushes cheeks red.
Deeply, clean cool air - Godsend, something send.
Eyes closed,
life's beating heart pumps breathlessly.
I am waiting.
Always waiting.
Cool fingertips stroke my lungs,
looking out across the playground of humanity,
I break free from this.
Sky clears after rain, light springing from beyond eternity.
Autumn passes,
and the world's greatest triumph
breathes a sigh of relief.
Blue crashes the white, slipping into winter.
Cloudy edges lit up by a new light.
It grows dark,
nobody anywhere, just myself,
breathing as silence descends.
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