The sky is monotone and it speaks In a straight forward tone The sunny people’s frowns Are hiked up at the corners Like the little dresses tied above those Knees of bony fragility My knees turn in and grimace As the joints cringe and creak They run and chatter against each other Till this thick fragility succumbs To its pointless thoughts And halts to peel away on a lawn Mowed with perfect precision The barefoot freedom traverses away. Far. Whilst my feet sting with the infliction unfit Bones cradle, They click and keep jarring with each sprinting Fancy that now departs with those already run away
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