a white feather drifts down on this snowless january night

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when it all comes crashing down
at the end of the world
while everyone else is running
screaming for god to save them
protecting their children
and doing what they should be
i will be walking
arms spread wide
smiling,
tears running down my eyes
and with my final breath, i will kiss the sky





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