
Fallen eyes open into broken memories
shattered, crumbling into debris and dust
blown away by wind and years until
there is nothing left but fragments.
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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

Fallen eyes open into broken memories
shattered, crumbling into debris and dust
blown away by wind and years until
there is nothing left but fragments.
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-Alina