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KieraYale
Poems
Jul 2018
The Jungle
like the shoulder blades of a panther
my attention slowly rises and falls
you think you are special baby
but your name I canβt recall
youβre lost within the Amazon
away from everything you have ever known
as the rain fills the river violently
you're scared to be alone
the world doesn't seem so friendly
when surrounded by every language but your own
suddenly the things you loved the most
will shred you to the bone
#foreign
#powerless
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