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Hush
The poem
trapped inside my head
twisted and turned
begging for help
while her baby words
writhed and squirmed
Not now
I said
There are sparks in the wind
the mountain is burning
oceans are rising
and there's no more time
to write
trapped inside my head
twisted and turned
begging for help
while her baby words
writhed and squirmed
Not now
I said
There are sparks in the wind
the mountain is burning
oceans are rising
and there's no more time
to write
Published 31st Jul 2022
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