BlocksA Poem by Indra's Child
There's a child trapped inside
A house without windows, doors, or sound No locks, just the blocks on the floor Left over From broken worlds Meant to be built up again, And again... In the hopes that one will be right, That one will look like the world outside But she's never been outside © 2020 Indra's ChildFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on May 13, 2020 Last Updated on May 13, 2020 AuthorIndra's ChildOakland, CAAboutI just want to wake up from the dream. "Hi. It's me. I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I imagine you can also feel me. You won't have to search for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hid.. more..Writing
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