COMMON GROUND

We are students on the edge

roots of voices

found

like a river consuming

broken unedited

souls

 

it’s a journey of

communion

leaning away from

the fall

tempting mercy

under uncertain clouds

while feeling

like a fallen

shingle from the sky

 

there is no center

of regret to rest on

only a sharp sword

of choices

made and

lived with


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