The start of a path
You are the start of a path
looking forward to something
that will never come.
You are a piece of gold
shimmering in the dark
like a wish that never
came true.
You are a piece of string
dancing around in the
moonlight like a ballerina.
You are a rubber rubbing
out the wrong.
You are a vulture screaming
for food like a baby.
You are a turtle crying
out for help as people
destroy the ocean.
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