An Equation. 27

Fall & crawl. 
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We spend our days looking for the right way;

the twilight kind of waves;

the bright minds of grace.

But often we fall, and we crawl, amongst broken dolls;

the ashes of those we do not mourn;

the token crevices of promises sworn.

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