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Day 327: Counting the Days

  • Writer: ZJC
    ZJC
  • Sep 12, 2020
  • 1 min read

The scratches on the wall are increasing

Sharpening claws against the rock

For the moment when the earth breaks down

And the ceiling crumbles

And the the cozy little cave I crawled into

Is no more

The irony of sunshine scares my skin

But there is no going back

No hiding

The desert will be long

With, hopefully, a forest at the end



 
 
 

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