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Still by Leah Bermudez

Still

by Leah Bermudez

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Face, shrouded in darkness,

Mysteriously unknown.

Floating from day to day,

Nothing is ever shown.

Questions, Ungering,

Peace, torn.

All that's left.

Is people's scorn.

Rising up.

To fly above.

Looking, searching,

Wanting, love.

Never finding,

That, which is searched for.

Somehow the enemy,

Has come from your core

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