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To breath freely
No longer an option
His air chokes me
I am lost in the winds of him
His shadow covers me
protection from other things
All things are meant to be
There is a special order
A spirit isn't really free
Every thing has a cost
My finger hitting keys
That has a cost
Someone maybe critiquing
That has a cost
Every thing we say and do
That has a cost
He cost
My love
My honesty
My body
My mind
And I pay him with time
We cost