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Jun 3
A shell stands in the wind
unsure of what it is

but first
a man walks up to it

pick and ****
pick and ****

"Why are you so hollow?"

pick and ****
pick and ****

"Do you not like me?"

pick and ****
pick and ****

but, a piece of the shell
broke.

Satisfied, the man left

The broken shell stands in the wind
still unsure of what it is

A woman in the distance
walks up to the broken shell

she jabs at the pices
"Why are you so lazy?"

jab and stomp
jab and stomp

"All you do is act lazy!"

jab and stomp
jab and stomp

the pressure
breaks another piece

and satisfied
the woman leaves

the shell
hollow and empty
crumbles to dust

it gets swept off a mountain
as a powder of crust

now the shell is no more

and all that remained
was a beacon of hope

that one day
the shell
won't be empty no more
Darvin Ray
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Darvin Ray  21/M
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