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Grains Of A Husk
 
I close my eyes and imagine
the sounds on a street
close to my feet...

I close my eyes and imagine
paper walls, with cracks within.

I close my eyes to imagine
a consuming cold,
in the darkness alone.

These thoughts are grains
of reality,
separating the grain from the husk.

Some well off,
others dieing,
gathered up,
some grain tossed.

Be kind as you can be.
Life has many bends
and twist.

You could be the one
needing kindness,
separated from the husk,
to find yourself
walking around the
streets in fates
own blindness...

Written by Janet Ford

CSS Challenge
with Dory
JFTFOI
'Be kind as you can be'

Anything Goes Challenge
Host ~Julian~



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