Inhale me into your lungs.
Let me flow in your tubes, then out.
No mother's thought shall think of me.
No boy stops running speaks
How great air is and breathing is so fun.
Then unseen allergens come in with me.
Bronchioles twitch and trap me in,
And you shall be tall and frogged up, lips of blue,
High on the bed you gasp for me.
Inhaler me... into your lungs.
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