image by Tallphill
Chalk lane
Belly cry
Teardrop storm
We try,
For all old dreams that melt to dust
We look at warriors
one of us
Those who struggle to
The surface
Gasp for were hungry
For the sun
A tear drop storm
Belly cry
Chalk lane
All paper people are left behind
Red ebony
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