06 Apr
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First family T
After we
Sibling slow
Holding back
Screeching colour
Stifling sound
Pensively looking around
Limbs wobble tiptoeing
Zero warning
Threw us in
Go be who you be
In new free
Without she
Holding list I can’t read
Others barely breathe
Panic seeping in
How can we win
Following trail
Inhaled new tasting smell
Choke splutter cough
Can’t hear through the fog
Fear I’ll get lost
Sibling digs in tight
No fight left for this plight
Too crowded down there
Scared we’d run out of air
…
…
Miss our ebb and flow
she lost control
Better the devil you don’t know