
The world
ends in small doses
discoveries lead us
to lands of explosions
and pollutions.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees

The world
ends in small doses
discoveries lead us
to lands of explosions
and pollutions.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina