Once we begin to leave suspicions of each other, we lose feet & arms of war: we leave the womb of the foetus of hate; then it is not too late to
Pic Prompt : Hiatus
Conceive wings, in the blades of breakn’ shoulders:
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we leave the ashes of our dust of our rust; trading horizontal Hiatus for vertical miles
for breath we crave; you & I are geared for water, earth and skies:
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these Acres blaze the carnal eyes in the graves we wear if we bury Respect/Courtesy to each other.
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These are just syllables I try to bear ‘tween my keys; but often, when we willn’t mere see with physical sight;
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humans do what they do best when we dare rest in the Light.
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Written for Emma’s Wednesday Writing Prompt (once we begin).
prompts 🥀🌿Once we begin 🥀🌿 & Moon washed weekly Prompt Hiatus
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