I exhale
and my breath soothes,
like a strange breeze blowing
soft caresses over scratched skin.

I inhale
and my eyes close,
like a sun setting over
a dancing body of water.

The night hums a chant of crickets
lulling ghosts and the dead
to sleep.

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