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When my dreams break into realities where lives are lived, chained together, when memories of childhood homes are shattered with the blurring of extended days, Ill take it all back, every single word. Ill name each year after every hole in my chest so these backyards can become the playground of our searching hearts. Were searching, were looking for each other to ask for more warmth through the palms of our hands, shoulders to cry on without demands. These walls have become our lives, how we thrive on the images of hope projected on the back of our eyes.

Down the corridors, breathing stale malignant words, smearing the blood-red broken relationships on the pillars of this house. The next time well crawl through reminders of these cries well weep for a reason and wear our sorrow as a crown because our tears now count our friends, not the other way around. We remain the broken but true, the chosen few, our time to shine is long overdue.