I wander roads that cut my feet,
a shattered face in skin and grit.
One eye still hunts the other’s place,
through bone and cracks across my face.
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I wander roads that cut my feet,
a shattered face in skin and grit.
One eye still hunts the other’s place,
through bone and cracks across my face.
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