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Jan 2019
My heart was found inside this sunken chest in the midst of this burnt down town

Where windows were smashed and doors kicked in. there’s no verbiage that could describe this noun

I have fled from homes where the sun would rise and make my way back from where the sun would set

Searching for a niche in this constant glitch with no codes or terms to be met

Within my dreams I can see a star as bright as a summer day. Making its way through this tarnished town with only positive things to say

“There’s hardly any life in the soil beneath the ash, trust me I’ve been looking for years.”

She grabbed my hand, helped me to my feet and told me to wipe away the tears

Where the rubble stood tall she plucked a flower and began to sing a song

Words so soft and as clear as day I knew she could have never been wrong

She said
“Grow only in a way you know.”

Now I could finally see

Where the rubble once lied she grew a forest, a sea as green as could be
Patrick Charles Sites
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Patrick Charles Sites  26/M/Pittsburgh pa
(26/M/Pittsburgh pa)   
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