Smoke
The first breath is the darkest
The shadow takes its hold
and ever on steals our rest
tormenting lungs and soul
In your eyes the light wanes now
and the volume of hope turned down
All the madness yet gives way
to the pressure that surrounds
Gasp for the air of the unknown
Places where your heart looks home
Envision the world where dreams lay
as you toss and labor and moan
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