i have a spoon, you a mountain.
digging or pushing we are always left binding
the ever unraveling spool of sadness;
threading the needle that pierces our heart.
heave heave heave
there is light at the bottom,
i saw it once.
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i have a neck,i looked up
squinting and screaming, i saw the light,
it didn't talk to me though, damn that sun for being so bright
There is a shining
light in our hearts, reflecting
the moon in the sky.
KMT
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