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kfaye
Poems
Oct 2022
How would I even fight this corruption of the heavens
It trickles down to me like dry rain.
I beat out on the earth to measure my time
The soil looks at me, as if I were strange.
He
Humbled me
She
Humbled me
The river running, humbled me away.
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