I facilitated nothing that meant permanence
so this context can be called something like
a home for a lost citizen devoid of tradition.
the others build homes with punctuated
decorations that wave based on the weather
of attitude and storms.

lost I decorated you in the resistance
because it was natural to
want to stop drowning             hidden here now behind the metaphor
behind moist parallels, the exits and entrances for light.

I can hear voices back here that dare to tempt growth
fantasize compassion, perplex us in years
for just one reason for being.
keep asking while I prefer to listen, she blessed my ears
with the hope for something not yet heard.

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