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Sean Harbor
Poems
May 2015
Dirt
The water runs cold through my hair,
Across my face and down my back.
I stand there motionless,
Emotionless.
The ground changes from dirt to mud,
Between my toes and through my soles.
I sit there motionless,
Emotionless.
The sky pours down my back,
Into my clothes and soaks my bones.
I lie there motionless,
Emotionless.
The thoughts in my head start to fade,
Beyond my sight and far from home.
I am motionless,
Emotionless.
#thoughts
#emotion
#bones
#motion
#dirt
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