Photo Credit: Karin Taylor

My lungs stagnate with half-blown wishes
and unfinished wants,
leaving motes of desire all over my skin.

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This was written in response to the Three Line Thursday challenge. I sometimes cut words and save phrases in case I change my mind. Below you will find the leftover words from my submission that I turned into another attempt at this challenge.

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Unmet desires
float like dreams in mid-sentence
leaving things unfinished



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