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Look into the sadness of what we all are
Cries flying in the moonlight of earth's winged
tip that travels from the hierarchy's core
Fleeing the soft salty tears of being
To the other side of chances afar
The fear growing inside one's heart and soul
No other may converse in countanence
No other may fear the steep tiered of divide
From wanting lust to creative renown
First noises grow silent are all the sounds
Of misty fog on the foreground that think
There is no power in climbing columns
In tiers that ladder our emotion to blink
In tear stained eyes, too tired to ask for
A moment of clarity in the midst
Our minds fears, our heart recoils, our souls miss
By: Shannon
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