My Voice
Sand
Sand
I'll paint my beautiful
new house sand
so I may bury my head here
and remain apathetic
to veiled suffering
across an ocean,
in the desert.
Mary
I'll paint my beautiful
new house sand
so I may bury my head here
and remain apathetic
to veiled suffering
across an ocean,
in the desert.
Mary
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