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Apr 2021
An avalanche of hope,
Tumbling to the ground.
Nothing has changed,
Only sorrow is found.
No one will see,
And no one will hear.
Suffocating silence,
Accompanied by fear.
With broken faith,
Deconstruction begins.
A separation of small,
Hiding behind forced grins.
Every day coming with loss,
But never defeat.
Your face is my constant,
Which no one can compete.
Lacey Meadows
Written by
Lacey Meadows  30/F/Tempe
(30/F/Tempe)   
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