there are
on earth
as in places unknown
two types of people:
one stands before the camera
and the other
stands behind;
but it is on record
that they both
must
surely
die.
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC
there are
on earth
as in places unknown
two types of people:
one stands before the camera
and the other
stands behind;
but it is on record
that they both
must
surely
die.
Perhaps this poem is about understanding that there is no need to **** ourselves over and about divisions. Or maybe the poem itself is about divisions.
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