The voice that bound us echoed
Lurid as the echo o' forever
Missioning us away
Bidding us to run
Away from us
From the affection we'd initiated
‘T hailed us to throw in
A renunciation of who we're
A trash of all we'd become…
I still don't know if we did.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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