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An attempt at artistic statement through words. |
| I wonder at the state of Man— I hear his breath behind me I wonder at the turning hands— I hear his breath behind me I see the Earth; I watch the stars— I hear his breath behind me I, too, wonder where past things are— I hear his breath behind me A mother’s son lost Mother’s hope— I hear his breath behind me The daughters fear at how to cope— I hear his breath behind me The circle moves; the clock runs down— I hear his breath behind me I hear his breath behind me I wish it’d change, I once said— I hear his breath behind me That steady rhythm of his breath— I hear his breath behind me It whistles loudly, long and low— I hear his breath behind me It causes fear, it longs for more— I hear his breath behind me It’s undeserved, that sounding breath— It messes with what peace is left But I hear his breath behind me— I hear his breath behind me. |