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It was so deep, it looked black
as faces bloodied by life
all there was,
pulsing
red
until it rained.
Through hot, thick smog
water broke
uprooting the forest
to soften the Earf.
The dirt was red, too. Bright
and sweet
like flesh meat
as dancers bead sweat
across their hides
Feet souls and faces dirty
its any wonder we made it out
alive
how did we survive?
Could I tell you?
It was soo deep, it looked black
then it rained.
Everything was red still, but differently.
It made me wonder
Dreaming pink.
About the Creator
Noah
short and sweet
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