This piece is a collection of the raw emotions that are embedding when foes to friends bring out divsion among others of different stature. when as in one thought, simply we are trying to achieve one thing. Life.

Bestowed among the slanderous.
lingering solidarity sways to the beat,
a rhythm, in sync.
where equality in laughter,
segregates
the we,
much further.
echoing now, the chimes so falter,
bellowing out her grievance.
somber now, there after.
eradicating the eluded fantasies.
calamities fall,  beckon the becoming.
of  our hindered pleasuring.
lactating out the mourning, erect.
spewing out life.
another.
to begin the weeping.
a meaning kept.
allotting the freedom where
extending the second,
on clenched wrist.
now forsaken.
we the creation.
enable a dominion.
saluting the grievance,
vexed then pleas scream,
ado. hallowed memories.
glancing into the fractals.
so becoming, our unending.
laughter. our father.
secrets. the mother.
breath the song of the quad-essential chorus.
where dreams, no longer mend.
that of Freudian lip slips.
dancing into the minds,
parading our celebrated sign.
left with a moment,
together us we still,
shine.

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