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Separated Ways, Worlds Apart
Glass overflowed with tears.
shards of glass deeply cut.
I want a glass of trust gut
with slices of fresh air.
Another glass by builders,
my body inhaled the silvers.
Glass shard can get recycled.
Fireworks pop in the sky,
Champagne in another glass.
Get drunk in the memories,
hungover for tomorrow.
Sofia has a BA with Hons in Creative and Professional Writing and Film and Television Studies from the University of Wolverhampton (2020-2023). Born in Brazil, Sofia is an enthusiast of pop culture (cinephile and melophile), social sciences (snowflake generation), and poetry (lusophone).
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