Seeing It As It Is Poem by Not Long Left

Seeing It As It Is

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high in the sky,
the birds fly,
looking down at the world.
deep down
underground,
the sound of
the world above
destroys
the natural choirs
of purity.
on the ground,
i stand,
lost in thoughtless
despair,
i have not moved
in 24 years.

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