The Pillars

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I see smiles, hopes, and dreams
Fulfilled through stepping on pillars.
I'm blinded by the shining stars,
I'm too small under their presence.

I hear cries, wails, and screams
While I fall from climbing pillars.
I'm buried underground with scars,
Covering my whole existence.

𝓓𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓼 || 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂Opowieści tętniące życiem. Odkryj je teraz