Outside
an open window, I see the trees of growth
the growth of postive outcomes
the strength in unity
the faces of different races conversing
the chirps of change
no equality
just the adding into different culture
the cure of life has begun
through the smell of outside, the prayer of gods tears, has begun to smear the negativity out
of our bondaries and into growth
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