Air Poem by Violet Creek

Air



I am the air,
that you breathe.
The air,
that you walk through.
The air,
that you polute with words.
The air,
you can't see.
The air,
you ignore.
The air,
you take for granted.
The air,
you never notice.
Til its gone.
The air,
you breathe.
That is me,
I am nothing.
But air.

The air,
I wish,
you could notice.

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