The Montana Milquetoast Review
Lost thoughts and random scraps of paper
Saturday, June 20, 2020
Breathe
There is no sky.
No rain. No sun.
No day or night I see.
There is no rest.
No word. No tear.
No song or prayer I hear.
I live each day.
To know. To breathe.
The freedom I desire
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