Egg

Will my words grow wings
So it could fly a thousand miles
To reach you
Hear the phrases
I am afraid to utter
In front of you
For I cannot muster
Enough courage
So that the air that escapes me
Will produce a carefully weaved sound
Since
Whenever I’m with you
Cold air quickly vacates my lungs
And nothing else
Would
Can
Come out
So
Will my words grow wings?

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