The Letter

Poem By Eudora M.A.S.S.A.

I crawl my way through life
Towards something better
I drag my soul with direness
Remembering the letter.

Across the green of the highlands
And through a deep loch
Through California’s blistering fires
And through London’s fog.

Through the snowstorms of Siberia
I hold tight to what has been given to me
Under the blazing sun of the Sahara
I relay the message of humanity.

We were all born the same
But have been corrupted by existence
But I hold on to the letter
Like fighters of the resistance.

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