Depletin winds whistlin from a pin whole lettin loose of lifes breath gaspin for reasons of needles pokin a flatlines equalizin bounce fallin without a rythms exhaled ease of satisfaction givin a moment in times scream to be heard before air is unable to be as fresh as the beat of the hearts constant need drumlinin a thumpin fight for the pitter patter of breathins gift inhalin a ripple flutterin sound that doesnt sneak away without knowin the freedom within is the keys that tap into perection.
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