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The Fog of Shame
By: Shabnam
A foggy September morning I
was strolling down the park with
a friend, hoping for a breath,
a wisp of fresh air
All I get is a burning sensation in
my lungs, a feeling of being
smothered, buried alive...
I see a flyaway candy wrapper and
reach to pick it up, when I notice
empty milk cartons lying upside
down on dead, yellow grass and
shattered pieces of glass bottles
strewn about, dagger-like,
glinting in the....
That's when I realize how dark the
World truly is; even the Sun won't
show itself, not wanting to cast light
to our Shame
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