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with your lips
stalking my sleeves
sew me
an
other line
one that
don't
deceive

they come to read me
got my palms
planted
under
seams


sands drain from seas
fallen stars
in
flight
who are we
that bleed
silence
seems
to me
may
my
might
cry all night
?

















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poetry
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sunprincess Jun 2017
I hope and pray every single elephant escapes
with their family, their ivory and their dignity
and each one of them live to see another day
and the poachers, well I hope they find a Job
One that treats them kind, and pays them well
So they will stop destroying beautiful creatures

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