Well

Freezing rain splashed on my skin.

The creepy feeling of a fish’s fin.

The earth rumbles underneath my feet.

Will there come a day when I will be free?

Soothing coos from a mama bird

Fill my mind with all that I have heard

To keep me sane in this world gone to hell,

To salve my wounds and make me well.

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Mud

Bananas fruit pumpkin cookie valve out

Open lunge pea leaf cringe calliope hum

Pond lip drug fish reel cloudy rain mud

Dirty jeans rocks tear smell populate in

Youth babies crying sing purr frisky old