“Breathe,” by Hunter Brown

Hunter Brown, Life Editor

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Breathe,

Constellations around us come closer and closer.

Breathe,

Recent actions could predispose her.

Breathe,

She can’t because death exposed her.

Breathe,

My life’s melody, she was the composer.

Breathe,

Life is no more, and death comes to enclose her.

Breathe.

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