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Feb 2021
Through the bars
he saw stars
Heaven
was a centimetre away
Fingers curled around metal
as his soul poured like water
from life's jug
He saw his essence
lifting up into the night sky
like a tear in someone
else's eye.
Chantell Wild
Written by
Chantell Wild  south africa
(south africa)   
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