We are students

on the edge

where unedited souls


are roots of voices

searching for a river

to be part of


to form a journey of


to lean away from

the failing


we tempt mercy

under various clouds

while resembling

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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