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The Young

The Young

Hey, you, yes you the young.
 
Energy flowing through you like a navy vessel on an ocean.
 
Your journey is a mirror, reflecting the struggles of a century. I see you.
Yes I vote

Yes I vote

Yes, I vote. For a political group I know little about but have been told ‘’they are better than the rest’’. My political chore is a three-minutes’ walk to a polling station to tick a squared box of names that could fall under any political party. The news could

Sacrifice

Sacrifice

We came far. 

Further than the winds that blow the ocean into calm. 
Our palms reflect the hardened strides taken to prep us for the unknown.
Wisdom

Wisdom

I tapped into an energy in the form of an old lady.

Son how old are you?

I’m old mum. 

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