Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

paths of tongues and footsteps

they want us to travel
on worn-out roads
as if they are paved of gold
they want us to speak
of our imaginations and dreams
so long as we repeat
exactly what we’re told

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: one-way

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