hunger-strike
harbor me, like mother did,when I was a child,
keeping hunger and pain at bay,
saltine crackers and a smile,
peace of mind,
and understanding,
of those things I yet to know,
as I priotitize what is most important,
before I have to go,
so I can harbor those,
who mean so much to me,
in turn they'll harbor theirs,
a good cycle that is meant to be.
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