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Barren Fields

I'm walking through
Barren Fields.
There's nothing to see,
Nothing to feel.
My heart crumbles away,
As do the rocks beneath my feet.
Sweat constantly drips down
As I curse the godforsaken heat.
I'm all alone
In these Barren Fields.
I sent myself into exile,
So, now, nothing seems real.

Author notes

actually, what helped spark this poem was watching across the universe, the part where they sing strawberry fields. i havent written in a long time, so its just nice to write again

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