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Those who lack compassion Were never shown much of it in the first place. We placate ourselves To accept pains We hope to never have to feel Walk by and say what has already been done will suffice. What good can come from personal sacrifice.
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 1:15 PM UTC
Our Calamity
Those who lack compassion Were never shown much of it in the first place. We placate ourselves To accept pains We hope to never have to feel Walk by and say what has already been done will suffice. What good can come from personal sacrifice.
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 1:15 PM UTC
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