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The Story of Stuffing + Compassion

Damned by a gap
Try to build a catapult
Get over it quick

Of course, failure
Followed down, down by
Credit be slain with one quick swipe

Deep thud into polished rooms
No lights.
Who are all these people?

Many ladders up,
Too high to reach. Must find

Foothold.

Finally.

Sweating, breathing, shedding
Purchasing peace and breath
Backpack upside down, pour onto Sally Ann.

Daybreak
Plastic pinging ferocious,
An empty backpack can repel the most habitual monsters

Refill with tea, tulips, fair trade, tender conversations
with trusted companions.
Timeless, treasured. Compassion.

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