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Death of Me

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12/2/2019
I can't breathe
I can't see
stuck in concrete
how can this be?
a moment ago
I ran free
what transpired
to capture me?
did I go too far
did I live in greed?
did I take for granted
the air I could breathe?
maybe the warnings
I didn't heed
I didn't water
my budding seed
I scorched the earth
I didn't believe
this would ever
happen to me
now, here I am
unable to breathe
this will be
the death of me

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