The Wordsmiths Book 2021

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Running off the deep end Into the depth of the world Very drained by sorrow Entering the under world Riding into the devils domain

Trying to survive Every last breath I count it in as close as I can Xylophones playing in through the dirty pipes Even the termites can’t stand it I’m drowning in fire Remembering water, the light of dawn through the dirt A thirst I can’t bear to survive through

River Teixeira

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