Much distress in the sky.
Seeing with no eyes what clarity affords.
Doors and hinges, broken.
The unspoken sadness of a breath.
-r. miller
Mushroom
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Much distress in the sky.
Seeing with no eyes what clarity affords.
Doors and hinges, broken.
The unspoken sadness of a breath.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 
This is painful and beautiful