I am trying to look. . .
The void which can be emptied and be filled,
I asked it,
Go out breathe that which is free,
Go out stand amongst the weightless water.
You will see,
You will touch,
You can smell,
In some sense it was and will always be yours not to take nor make.
Only time will love you for what you are,
Breathe damn fool,
© Oliver Melendez
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