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haunted

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often

growing up

after a fall

i was told

to let the wounds

be.

that the best

way for their

healing

was their solitude.

that scars could come

but most would

go.

and i would be better.

it is a weird thing.

for i am all grown now.

and i

try

and try

and try

let the wounds be.

and it just doesn’t seem to work anymore

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Photograph by Matheus Ferrero

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it is the quiet nights

after the loud days

that live in the burrows

and ask you

to feel it

all

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46

do you listen

to the stories

and believe

in their endings.

in the suns

that set.

and the moons

that rise.

and the stars

that shine

because

it is so dark

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waving

the leaves are back on the trees

and the rustle is rife

in the air

again

sometimes

it is the familiar

that saves

you

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heading home

it’s sunset

and the birds

are flying

across the sky

singing the songs

and living the dreams

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fear.

we are destined

to burn

and that

turns us

to ash

scattered

on graves

© Hudson Biko