cracked pearl Poems

so light and carried away,
she's running through the wastelands,
hoping to find meadows, far away...
doesn't believe that she's spoilt it,
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they scan my whole hovel, the so called womb
some care for me and some don't, parents I assume!

the dark, warm and the wet home, kicking it so fun
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Snow flakes fly through the hoary sky
Downward, on the cold muddy ground they die
Foul splashes, creeps under nipped steps of guys
And the raw feet in rost…
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