We are hungry for life

We belong to brooks that don’t babble or attract Among huge trees that remain leafless in spring We dance in rains that leave the ground dry We have to enjoy at festivals that suck us dry We are brothers to the owls at night We are broken, we are hungry for life.

We are hungry for life

*”A deep & profound piece”~Maxwanette A Poetess

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