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DIR_NOT_EMPTY
Do you hear the ones around?
Idly scuffing up the ground?
Recluses can hear the sound.
Never gonna try to save
Or think of the ones in vain
Trying to live for their name
Even after all they’ve done
Mother, father, all them’ve gone
Passed right through them, yes it did..
The sparks flew and in them hid
Yours truly, me, just a kid.
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This was based on a character I created, and, finding an out through a school project, I wrote poetry to continue on with his backstory in poetry form. My literacy teacher suggested I submit these here, so, here I am!