there is no respite.
at least for now.
in this chaotic fistfights,
there’s a joy
of knowing that I am alive.
one day, there’ll be a blue sky over the head.
we’ll lay down on green grass
and enjoy a gentle breeze of the wind.
3.29.2023
Respite
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