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Your boot is pressed against my neck
While you peer into the horizon,
A beautiful symphony of warm and cool colorsĀ
Creating a mesmerizing dawn.
My gasps of anguish are muffled by your song.
I don't know how to get to my knees,
Let alone stand, but I'll try.
My face grinds against the ground
Attempting to make sand of stone.
You press down harder against my neck.
The pressure is astoundi...
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