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You're Not Alone


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You're Not Alone




Hot, humid cries


A cluster of sand particles float by


Trees sitting still, no wind for the mill


A little boy runs, and climbs up the hill


Reaches the top, there commences the breeze


Tired, worn out he starts to wheeze




His throat gets stuck, his breath held in


He struggles to inhale through a whole so thin


He coughs, but dry, he will never know why


He couldn’t take it in, he is going to die


Leaning over, holding and pushing his side




Gives his breathing a life of chance


To take him out of this deathly trance


Now falling down on the dirty ground


The little boy just lay with no sound


Apparently he was the only one around



A higher salvation for him was found







Astrid Dowling



http://blog.myspace.com/astrid123

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