"Snow Peaks' Silent Hymn" from devianart.com
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The cracked sidewalk remembers where my soles first learned belonging. Morning tea steam rising~ a silent hymn to whoever filled the kettle. This borrowed breath between stars is the only currency I carry.
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