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Conviction

  • Writer: Lalima
    Lalima
  • Jul 7, 2023
  • 1 min read

Time pauses here

As I walk with appetite

In the direction pointed

By these tall walls...fencing

Limits on my affordability.

Taciturn alleyway largely

Until the hands begin to click

With brief bartered words

Which fill my lungs

sustenance for time being

To the day next that ticks.

Engines revived even if for

Poor durations

Fueled enough to exist

Rooted strongly with

Staunch belief that

This was meant to be

Meant to happen.

 
 
 

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