The sky bleeds
the clouds, crimson red,
drown my heart,
and it endures the pain
with head held high
because it knows
that this world
is embedded
in myriad unfairness.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

The sky bleeds
the clouds, crimson red,
drown my heart,
and it endures the pain
with head held high
because it knows
that this world
is embedded
in myriad unfairness.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

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