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The air is thin.
My heart racing.
I don't know where I've been.
I am facing. You. The enemy.
The one I fear the most.
The one I envy.
Your shadow against the wall, like a ghost.
Empty shell of emotion.
I reach out, to feel.
Slipped in my grasp.
Like mist in motion.
My heart is steel.
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Poetry~ Words and the alphabet rearranged. ~ All written by me.
