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etiola ted by clara huskin nightfall by jack cannon empty/butterf l y by sasha winter

empty by sasha winter

you said you would leave the light on, so that i could go to sleep. but mom, it’s dark. and you’ve been gone for so long and dad? etiolated by clara huskin 14//Youth where’ve you been? it’s late and i can’t seem to remember where you sleep. my room is cold. this house is messy. and we’re hundreds of miles away from home. i don’t think the dog has slept since.

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nightfall They walk through the vibrant green meadow, I see them as a joyful mirage, just a shadow. By me they ran in circles and skipstepped, With joyful laughter and excitement, Playing around like birds with wings f l a p p ing, And when it nears dark they pitch their tent. I leave the meadow before it hits dusk, For the night there leaves me a hollow husk. by jack cannon butterflies by sasha winter 15//Youth

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