A black penny

Ravaged room
Substances make you into a person I do not wish to know
Depending on war

War and peace
Life lived as such

Spinning symmetrical ways
Without you in sight
Life is good

For nature warns when it explodes

The wind hits my ears
“Let it go”
Plants start out from scratch

Adore you,

Shivafeli

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