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Exhausted
frozen
soaked
tired
walking up the river banks home
again
alone
having been out exploring
this city, again
for a friend
an open connection
some sort of confirmation
that its not all gone
gone to hide
behind fear, media, lies, money, churches, politics
and all that
comes with that
where has the sun gone?
the beautiful arid soils?
the mix and match?
the us and them?
there seems to be no path now
just green thick forests
private
blocking a way through
through to where I could
if I chose to
reach out for you, for me
and touch life
soaked
tired
walking up the river banks home
again
alone
having been out exploring
this city, again
for a friend
an open connection
some sort of confirmation
that its not all gone
gone to hide
behind fear, media, lies, money, churches, politics
and all that
comes with that
where has the sun gone?
the beautiful arid soils?
the mix and match?
the us and them?
there seems to be no path now
just green thick forests
private
blocking a way through
through to where I could
if I chose to
reach out for you, for me
and touch life
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