The world whirls
and spins
stops
as the
rain
falls
to
nothingness on the ground. Collects, sinks, floods, and dies.
With nothing to build up, we hide in and weep.
holes
We
stand where
the
homes
used
to be
and we look up at the sky and curse used to be.
those home
deep our
places where
As
time
goes by we
rebuild to forget
it until the next
dark winds
blow out
our door
and shatter our windows and flatten our walls and make us hide in the earth.
deep
s e.
This endure we u v
is we all how r v i
the what of is
cycle is our It
we This lives.
fight.
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