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Still Alive

The world revolves,
Around the sun.
On and on,
Same days, same years...
But once in a while,
An asteroid hits,
An eclipse darkens,
But it is still there.
It bleeds larva, screams in terror and pain.
Shadowed for years...
But still there
Like a little sapling looking for light, 
Trying to come back alive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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