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May 2017
i don't know what to tell you.
there's a place out there
that's not yet tainted and desolate.

i don't know what to tell you.
somewhere there's a blade of grass
that's not yet crumpled and sorry.

i don't know what to tell you.
somewhere there's a world
that's not yet at war and desperate.

i don't know what to tell you.
somewhere there's an answer
that's not yet empty or shallow.

i don't know what to tell you.
somewhere there's a reason
that's not yet overlooked or inadequate.

i don't know what to tell you.
somewhere might be out there
but that place is just not here.
Written by
Alistair  19/Gender Fluid/London, UK
(19/Gender Fluid/London, UK)   
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     Glassmuncher
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