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When you said to me, "Climb up here, It's pollution free." Sacred. Safe. Your rarefied air. Calculating, you seemed so free. Safeguard. Sage. I said I could breathe... Underrated your density. Saintly. Sane. High-minded insight. When anticipated terror denuded me, cool rarefied air regulated insanity, far gone fear. I will breathe in your rarefied air. Let it burn brisk in brittle, brave lungs. Gasp and grasp life's flame, full flare. Lunge for high notions, those far-flung schemes. I will breathe in High mind's smoke, hung in air- that ghostly stroke of genius, rare token in disguise Well spoken word flurries whipping away thin guise. Floating crown adrift on high. I will breathe in Your rarefied air, because I listened to you. "Clamber up, high! Unfazed view will circle you, miles on end surround you. No going around the bend. Nowhere else to go. No zig zag escape. No spike in pressure. No deep depression. No bad atmosphere. No stabbing shove. No push or pull on edge. Just your pledge to breathe. To move in one direction. Forever. Mentally "together." Stay in good shape." I will breathe out. Your rarefied thoughts congeal life's force, slows down blood flow. Till body gloved heart faintly, faintly glows... Concealed fire's torch, caved embers die down. Stripped artfully apart, Your rarefied airs blanket my mind in snow. 13/10/2018. Purely fiction. On the pros and cons of mentorship. "Higher" education is not necessarily a good thing. Learning lessons are.

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I Will Breathe In Your Rarefied Air

When you said to me, "Climb up here, It's pollution free." Sacred. Safe. Your rarefied air. Calculating, you seemed so free. Safeguard. Sage. I said I could breathe... Underrated your density. Saintly. Sane. High-minded insight. When anticipated terror denuded me, cool rarefied air regulated insanity, far gone fear. I will breathe in your rarefied air. Let it burn brisk in brittle, brave lungs. Gasp and grasp life's flame, full flare. Lunge for high notions, those far-flung schemes. I will breathe in High mind's smoke, hung in air- that ghostly stroke of genius, rare token in disguise Well spoken word flurries whipping away thin guise. Floating crown adrift on high. I will breathe in Your rarefied air, because I listened to you. "Clamber up, high! Unfazed view will circle you, miles on end surround you. No going around the bend. Nowhere else to go. No zig zag escape. No spike in pressure. No deep depression. No bad atmosphere. No stabbing shove. No push or pull on edge. Just your pledge to breathe. To move in one direction. Forever. Mentally "together." Stay in good shape." I will breathe out. Your rarefied thoughts congeal life's force, slows down blood flow. Till body gloved heart faintly, faintly glows... Concealed fire's torch, caved embers die down. Stripped artfully apart, Your rarefied airs blanket my mind in snow. 13/10/2018. Purely fiction. On the pros and cons of mentorship. "Higher" education is not necessarily a good thing. Learning lessons are.