Heavy Crowns
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Months go by,
As you stand on your own,
Under harsh yellow lights,
Your tweed glimmers gold.
Eyes now hollow and weary,
Dreams now shallow and bare,
You come as you leave,
With nothing to spare.
Unmoved;
Stirred, but unshaken,
Though riots surround.
As silence, you speak,
And as noise,…
