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What price do they assign to the songbird who cheers our spirit every morning? If everything has a number attached to it then soon the oxygen will have a tag as well, the grass, the clouds, the colors of the rainbow; the body is a commodity to the greedy eyes. One day they'll find that bills and bonds do not amount to food and water. Each living being that vanished from the earth will make their dogma wobble and they will learn to grieve
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Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
The Price of Life
What price do they assign to the songbird who cheers our spirit every morning? If everything has a number attached to it then soon the oxygen will have a tag as well, the grass, the clouds, the colors of the rainbow; the body is a commodity to the greedy eyes. One day they'll find that bills and bonds do not amount to food and water. Each living being that vanished from the earth will make their dogma wobble and they will learn to grieve
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Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
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