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We forget that air
is a substance
we can’t see it
but it’s there
connecting everything

and everyone

With every breath
i take you in
give back myself
we are in touch
no matter how far

The distance an illusion
between that which is
not and can not be
separated.


(Previously published in Bellowing Ark, Vol.22, Number 5, Sept/Oct 2006)

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