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Michael Okafor
Friday 26 July 2019

DEATH

Here I am dragging air through my nostrils
not sure which one would be my last,
they carefully caress my lungs
sending reeling feelingsone only finds on mother's breast.
The wind came whistling nature's thoughts,
it's warm lips gently pressed


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