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Feb 2015
all those jaws opening and snapping shut on the words their wiggly tongues spit out of lips made for kissing
speaking a language of war and death-
and the doomed love of mankind
I do not believe in their throats last gulps of dismal prophecy
and refuse to listen to their warmongering
as long as one sparrow still chirps I know love is alive and kicking.
Written by
nivek
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