Turbulence

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A rush of air and then silent wind

The air comes out but never in

My face is red and theirs seem white

Who would have known we’d die tonight

The seats are stiff, and so am I

But it seems to only be a lie

The adrenaline stops

I sit in shock

For it was only turbulence…