the back wings
of the
hospital where
nothing
will grow lie
cinders
In which shine
the broken
pieces of a green
bottle
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the back wings
of the
hospital where
nothing
will grow lie
cinders
In which shine
the broken
pieces of a green
bottle
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Comments1Wow, this little poem really paints a vivid picture in so few words. It's amazing how it evokes feelings of loneliness and decay, but also hints at a glimmer of hope with that green bottle fragment. You can almost see the scene in your mind's eye. Sometimes in life, it's the little details that make all the difference. 😊🌱💚