I wished to be..

I was experiencing
Sort of breath
When your emotions
Hugged me tightly
Your presence was the
Very lonely reason
To go away from worries
But you're nowhere now
I stretched my hands
To fly like a bird
To sit on the cloud
I wished to be fish
To dive in the ocean
To get a drop in depth
But alas!
I couldn't make a balance
In deep and high.

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