How do we get out of the mess we made?
Without setting our souls on fire,
Burning down everything,
That we worked for,
In the way.
-Burning down the bridges.
-Oyin
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Oyin.
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Darkness and Light
PoetryThe kind of poetry that you read and then read again, because you find too much of yourself lost in it.
