Dead Places

dead places,

hidden among rain soaked fields,

call out like long

lost friends,

searching for days gone by,

and empty roads

never traveled;

grand plans,

big ideas,

so much lost on the way,

in this desolate wilderness

called home;

it scares them to know

someone sees through

their masks,

their charades,

they grow uneasy

seeing themselves through

the eyes of another,

tossing and turning,

generating huge ocean waves

among the tranquil seas;

fools;

playing foolish games

with deadly consequences,

children lost in chaos

and hopeless jungle forests;

dead places

know.

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