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Up For Air🌈
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While I am coming up for air,
I find I forgot how to breathe.
At times the old school words are where
You once never meant them to be.
I reminisce those heady days,
While I am coming up for air.
The ones, as I made up new ways
To show you there was one who dares.
A rainbow from a ladder bears,
Let go the past, start to believe.
While I am coming up for air
Into a world we can conceive.
It didn’t seem so many years,
All I could give, you weren’t aware.
More I can show, than of my tears,
While I am coming up for air.
While I am coming up for air,
I find I forgot how to breathe.
At times the old school words are where
You once never meant them to be.
I reminisce those heady days,
While I am coming up for air.
The ones, as I made up new ways
To show you there was one who dares.
A rainbow from a ladder bears,
Let go the past, start to believe.
While I am coming up for air
Into a world we can conceive.
It didn’t seem so many years,
All I could give, you weren’t aware.
More I can show, than of my tears,
While I am coming up for air.
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