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Feb 2018
Fireworks
the sky was lit up
mirrored in my eyes; for a moment
mirrored in my eyes, and then they die
leaving stars that look colder than they did before

lingering moments of silence
the smoke lays heavy in the air
ringing in my ears; running down my cheeks
the smell of one thousand people running,
covering their heads
one thousand waterdrops running
towards the sea;
mirrored in my eyes, running down my cheeks
one thousand tears running
towards the sea,
falling to their knees;

The River Never Heals
Jo
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Jo  21/F/Sweden
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