365 Days of Poetry — Day 54

Here we are, weaving our tears into one;
Our weeping is steady and all that’s been said is done.
Our worlds are bathed in salt, and we have nowhere left to run;
This is the present and the rhythm we now hum.

– Brittany Rose

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