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flakes in the sky
and from these hands
like sandpaper stories
Can you even read them?
they’ve held life
they’ve held death
they’ve held ice
they’ve held flame
so many stories
but I usually know the endings
because they’re always the same
so why is this one different?
this is the part where you leave
Why haven’t you left yet?
there’s sorrow here
ingrained and mud-deep
mixed with.. what are those?
Oh. Veins.
it’s the earth
it’s the ground
where you’ve always been rooted
but now when I look down
I see


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