after years of waiting,
the candles we alighted
have burned into a flame
unprecedented. our lives
are suddenly given new
meaning, new purpose.
we exist in this moment,
hands shaking, souls
burning side by side.
they have heard your cry.
they have heard your voice.
do not be afraid any longer,
for before us lies a time
where things can be made right.
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thank fuck biden has won, i'm going to fucking cry.
YOU ARE READING
the colour of mirrors
Poetrybecause there's only ever a moment, in between the waiting and the ones who are waited for.
