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Falling To The Sky

Then the sky,
Bricked over
Interlocked,
And they fell upward toward it.

Your daughter and
My son
Sat upon wood boards
Hung from the sky by chain

Their legs kicked and
They swung
Toes not quite touching
Those cold clouds amongst

All unclear, haze
The shock left the mind fogg

When our children abandon
We, mother, father, scream gently

Those clouds form rain
And all plummets down,
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