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thick clouds
shroud the apathetic sky
and I wonder
inanely
why do I continue
to drag my dirty white shoes
among air filled lungs
I could
lie on my back in this uncertain fog
sprawled upon the frigid ground
Down a well-lit road
where escapes make no sound
no one can find me.
shroud the apathetic sky
and I wonder
inanely
why do I continue
to drag my dirty white shoes
among air filled lungs
I could
lie on my back in this uncertain fog
sprawled upon the frigid ground
Down a well-lit road
where escapes make no sound
no one can find me.
Published 21st Sep 2024
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