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

A hollow shell

of the person I would be,

could be,

should be,


I am not much

anymore


for they stole the traits

which I longed to have,


they process the world

the way that I wish to


so instead of finding

the coveted solution,


I sit under the dim

in the water’s path

and wonder why


the world should be so cruel.


 
 
 

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