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Wednesday

Drought of hope.

lips of dust,
barren land awaits,
dark eyes dull,
waiting for hope,
screaming child of the earth.

mother offers breast,
cruel sun watches,
the heart falters,
in life's unfair, and trying test.
Posted by sally ann at Wednesday, May 02, 2012
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