written over time
poured over land like storms
skill in the ear and calluses form
Left outta the norm
voice cries out
to declare
whats not on
whats unfair
the child in us
reaching to the surface
not to be ignored
closed behind doors
what glows in the dark
a haunting melody stark
a ghost clinging to the tongue
singing out to illuminate
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