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Outside

By: the iHope Poet

It's dark outside

it's dark

the sky is burnt

and stark.

The smoke is high

we're broke

via

the ashes rise 

and choke.

The light is far

and slight

but still, I move, 

I fight.

And fall. Get up

stand tall

against this black-

ened wall.

It's dark ouside, 

dank gray, 

the gray of  each

New day.