January 17, 2021

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Such a shame
To deliver the light in pain.

That's a shame.

To believe
a life can be lived in vain.
It's a shame...
Nothing to expect, just to pretend.

Maybe I don't know
If I should change.

There's an empty nest
of broken glass and nails.

There's an eagle flying high
flying in pain.

The dust scratches my face.

A.

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