The Wind Is Always A Breeze At My Back
That Calls Me To Breathe This Life That I Lack.
The Chill Touch Of Whisperings Of Used Air,
I\'d Rather Not Care, This Truth That I Bare.
This Quiet Rejuvenation That We All Share,
It\'s Simply Something We All Must Fare.
As Always, Until The End...
The Breath Will Fade, And Begone From There.
[April 13, 2025]