she stares back
bold strong ferocious
history upon history
of countless hearts
whispers in brick
yearnings in mortar
cracks in silence
to have known
souls long ago
proper in poverty
hidden behind threat
fear of starvation
ghosts in abundance
moonlight is scarce
words less spoken 
‘fear of starvation
ghosts in abundance
moonlight is scarce’
so true. The articulation is stunning.
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thank you friend yes humanity has been through a lot xoxo
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Indeed.
Welcome 🙂 xoxo
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Profoundly superb ..
“ghosts in abundance
moonlight is scarce”
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thank you friend xo
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