An angel crawls up from hell,
searching for a new life,
yet the road is hidden,
time limited,
as the sand falls through the hourglass and is forgotten.
The streets are littered with shrimp heads,
rotting flesh,
and dreams.
Another plane lands,
and the passengers live another day,
rushing away from each other into their little worlds,
alone.
We were close to the ocean,
but we had no idea,
just the miracle of life
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