🥕 POETRY
Carrots
A poem, a journey
Carrying the weight of the sky
Against the skin of her shoulders
Rubbed raw,
Rubbed bloody;
Onward she hiked,
Towards the exit,
Someday reaching safety.
Carrying the weight of the sky
Against the skin of her shoulders
Rubbed raw,
Rubbed bloody;
Onward she hiked,
Towards the exit,
Someday reaching safety.
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