Down in the Dirt

OceansAway

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Down on the ground

A face full of dirt

The dirt of scorn and hatred

Although my face is clean

My spirit is heavy

Weighted with others’ pain

Which they carelessly discarded

And as I am pushed to the ground

Their pain becomes mine

And my tears mix with the dirt

Which feeds the plant

Whose flower blooms

And with the blossom

My soul takes flight

Above and away

From the dirt

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