DIara
Shallow breathing, clenched chest.
They shake vigorously, as they try their very best.
They watch the clouds go by.
Mesmerized, they let out a sigh.
“Don’t let go, don’t give in”.
The anthem echoes, from the core of their being to their scarred skin.
Suddenly, a light breaches through the storm above.
And from the clouds comes a freeing ivory dove.
After all, it’s not weak to cry.
Tears fall from even the big, brave sky.
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