Escape by Tessa Hawley

Escpae

Escape

These wobbly roads

That carry only the sweetest thoughts

Of star-gazers and golden tales

Glowing against the crackling flames

Burned into the charred wood

Carved into silent creeks

But crushed under the weight

Of a small town

With big dreams.

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