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The sound of silence
in the air.
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The barren streets
you do share.
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A covering of dust
you do wear.
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The hapless burden
you do bear.
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The secret hidden
not to share.
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The occupants under
the broken layer.
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A siege fought
without fear.
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A scar carved
under the harsh glare.
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Broken, burned, bent.
A city defeated, a city lost, a city forgotten.
A city dead.
About the Creator
B. M. Valdez
Hello! I am a published novel writer (bmvaldez.com). I write LGBTQIA+ characters into many different stories. Posted here are short stories/chapbooks connected to larger projects, writing advice/journal articles, and poetry.
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