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The air is suddenly thin,
The ground is thick to which I am bound to.
Silence around by eyes that peer in,
Eating me entirely whole,
With pointers that see me as broken.
The space that keeps me walking is
no longer with me at home.
Squeeze your eyes,
Make a wish,
Count once and then one more time,
Throw the coin,
Make a wish.
I take their wish as if it were mine,
"I am no longer alive,
but I wish to move and have
air in my lungs just like they do."
To the eyes watching me so,
I'm coming back for you, so watch me no more,
For I am now human like you.

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