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I lay in utter darkness,
The light of the bathroom not reaching.
It never did.

I sit in the land of no rain,
where the sky is vacant of stars
and the only noise comes from within.

I stand pacing my room
and always in the cloudless night
it replaces my sleep.

I die in the sand,
my intestines twisted inside out.
I thought it would feel different.

Finally, I realize,
looking at the orange sky,
I live in the apocalypse.

by Kai Katyin, 15, John F. Kennedy School, Berlin, Germany


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