Gravelly scratches stain the sheets in stone age toil
Heart in turmoil
Infants still born- fall to the ground
In the stony void life stirs and dies
Insipid the wind
Kites fall limp
Wailing
Meandering a maze
in a daze
Words clump and eddy in muddled drains
A dread most foul engulfs
As words stutter, stall
Flutter away in the wind
Despair is a frozen mind on a pathless road.
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