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In the morning there is nothing left.
All the earth has is destruction and self defeat.
Everything that we have learned from discovery
hurt, compare, despair
It forms a bubble around me.
I wish I could break free,
but I have an unknown weight keeping me in place.
An ache in the pit of my stomach gives me an urge to jump
but from where?
I don't feel anything.
I see the roots of trees and plants breaking through from beneath the earth
The feeling to break free from being held captive must be magnificent.
I wish I was magnificent.