Hang On

What did they leave us with?

A curse long lived

A parasite rooted deep

What we’ve got is a tiny bit of our first wish


Now what do we do?

We do what we can for today

Tomorrow will be delivered to us like a soup

We’ll swallow every drop of it anyway


Breathe

Hang on to the silence of our minds

Keep walking

Some things will be just fine

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