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Feb 2020
****** feet lead you out of the
cold ice freezes over your
path
you fall

you get back up but you’re
dizzy this time you look right and
left but you
can’t see the sun

or the moon.
there is nothing here
                                    nor
                    ­                       there

except the walls.
four sirens to your sunken vessel.
but then you blink
that shine you see?

it’s your blood on the ground

you turn around.
this land has no direction
but somehow
you know you’ll make it home.
Sienna
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Sienna  22/F/Provo, UT
(22/F/Provo, UT)   
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