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Samara Reddy Jun 1
turtle dove
only love
waiting by the sea shore

holding hope
all i've known
wanting to be so sure
Stand tall, don’t look down
You will fall
Windswept and spun around
We are small

I’ve been moving slowly,
Reaching out for you to hold me,
Keep on blinking at the moon
Know that I’ll be there real soon

And it’s a lonely, lonely world now
But that’s only for now
Don’t you understand my dear?
Hold on, for the end is near

There is nothing left to hide
When you’re helpless, waiting to collide
Through the flames, you’re by my side
We’ll go down together

Long guard the echoes
And our song will carry on

There is nothing left to hide
When you’re helpless, waiting to collide
Through the flames, you’re by my side

We’ll go down together
Immortalized
The world is a wretched place. Remember to keep your head up, always.
Jace Joseph May 23
Up above and far away
Is where I wish to go
Not in this burning astray
Stuck turning into snow
But guess I'll keep my hopes high
While I get lost among the sky
Bea Aguilar May 13
I wonder how flowers bloom beautifully
Without someone taking care of it.

I think and think.

It startled me
That I never thought
Of the sun,
The rain,
Even the bees and the butterflies
Or the plants beside it.


And so I tell myself:
There are more people that can help
Bring out the best in you.
It may not be someone you expected it to be;

Hopefully,
Someone will give you
Light,
Health,
As well as richness.

Little flower,
Learn from the drought and the flood.
Mitch Prax May 10
What hope did we have
of ever navigating
through all of this mist?

11:10 AM
10/5/20
Al Grant May 8
I couldn’t reciprocate what my heart has
been humming
— “I have been waiting for you my entire life”
For I am tired and at a discontent. Seeking solace
only from knowing that we are special and just apart,

But it catches on my throat like cotton,
And I know you’d be frightened.
As terrified as Poe to
when he trembles over the rapping,
rapping sound from the raven.
Murmuring: “darkness there and nothing more”
after a phone call
ended things between us,
i came back to the cup of coffee
i made that morning.

it was cold and thick like syrup,
and so much different than the
warm cup i had earlier with donuts.
©bacillus
Mitch Prax May 7
All this time
we have been given,
I will not waste it.
I will not give up
on us.
I will keep on
trying.
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