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  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Apr 22, 2021
  • 1 min read

Sometimes the world

seems too uncomfortable

and I get an urge to crawl out of my skin

because in my whole

I am

Obsessive,

Tired,

Crying,


the raised ridges on the wall

let me trace my finger along them

as I hear the birds sing

and the people scream,


we are all held captive here,

but I do not hold remorse.







 
 
 

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