-------Fever Lift-------
Dark is night and
fever dreams
as the world
plays
quiet music
A shell cracks
disguised
the tower falls
as chaos
And through the
madness,
through rubble and
change,
the healing unfolds
Leaf
by leaf
sweat and weeds
The perfect order,
the persistent rhythm,
of our bodies quiet
music.
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