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There she was, weaving between
the hollowed trees, disappearing...
The earth is starting to crack
The clouds are all turning black...
by Milly Hayward
Have I not breathed the very air
that shouted once of freedom shared...
Privileged as I was to pass through the country
on a slick set of foreign rubber...
So sore I
can't handle a toothache...
by Domenico Sottile
One spends a life time...
Never let the demon
inside you flought away,
you might need
it another day.
I could say I was hurt, but it wouldn't be true. However this knife in my back reminds me of you.
I lay seeped in darkness, yet I still reach for the stars.