Exchange

We each do need to save ourselves

To move through

To move on, if we’re lucky

This picture
This paint, these colors, peeling
Won’t always be adhered to this wall

This wall won’t always be

Talk to me and I’ll talk to you
Scream if you need to

I sometimes do

Alone, on our own, for now
But someday we’ll talk with eachother

It’s what the sage says

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