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Originally Posted by Vividlyvague
The playground sandbox is a warzone.
where pebble fights exposed, tore bone.
they scoffed and award moans.
the walk of shame was a war home.
followed. mocked as if born droned.
as if this was the purpose. their worth alone.
the rain with no chauffer.
the cane, but no shoulder.
the proper crutch absent. no friends to call over.
depends whats called older.
the years run like one does. together.
running, it would seem, forever.
more corners to turn. escape routes become tethered.
only to remind one of one thing. to run's better.
until one decides to fight. to run never.
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^^Flames.
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Stay uppity.