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The crickets chirped as the night fell;
down the dirt road in the hollow where I lived up the stairwell,
where I dreamed I could sail on waves of ignorance to no avail
Can’t you tell?
my daddy had to dig so we could get water
from the well
I stayed stuck in fairytales and the casting of spells in between throwing hay bales
god damn it was hell, sweating to the smell of cow shit till you’re unwell
© jstpoetry
down the dirt road in the hollow where I lived up the stairwell,
where I dreamed I could sail on waves of ignorance to no avail
Can’t you tell?
my daddy had to dig so we could get water
from the well
I stayed stuck in fairytales and the casting of spells in between throwing hay bales
god damn it was hell, sweating to the smell of cow shit till you’re unwell
© jstpoetry
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