Hidden, hardened.
Hiding from the world.
Hidden, hardened.
Falling all alone.
Children crying
Facing the world.
Knowing a pain that is all too real.
Seeing a different side of the world.
Surreal love
Falls to the ground.
You see the ashes.
You touch the shards.
The child dances
Feet touch ground.
And peace does come
From ashes of brown.
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