we touched the skies
while walking in clay
greedy for every step
on trails beyond
our familiar terrain in
urban landscapes
we marched along
paths unseen by human eye
for decades past
and shared together
the secrets that come from
complicit silence
lying in darkness
couched in beds of denial
shadows dancing in flickering light
philosophical fortresses
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The contrast between the have and have-nots was also well done-- where it is not necessarily riches that are lacking, but security, safety, the barest comforts.
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Halfshellvenus said it best. This is a beautifully woven narrative with a heavy ending. Well done.
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