Revolution
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1 min readMar 2, 2018
She walked the streets,
incensed at every turn.
Eager to spark.
Eager to burn.
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“it is a blessing/ to be the color of earth/ do you know how often/ flowers confuse me for home” - Rupi Kaur 🌼
She walked the streets,
incensed at every turn.
Eager to spark.
Eager to burn.
“it is a blessing/ to be the color of earth/ do you know how often/ flowers confuse me for home” - Rupi Kaur 🌼