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Sep 05, 2014 12:08AM
this may be a bit dramatist-
the bread's crust cracked the butter melted
I heard the baby cry in Somalia.
My hands reached across the desert,
only to hold the sand
running through my fingers.
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Jason
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Jan 28, 2015 06:41PM
Dramatic in writing can be a good thing. I, personally, really like this piece!
I don't know what else to say but I do surely like it.
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the bread's crust cracked the butter melted
I heard the baby cry in Somalia.
My hands reached across the desert,
only to hold the sand
running through my fingers.