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Here    ??                                                    ( • )
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( fear of poverty )                                                                

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under the drone airplane sky                             ••

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soft flesh tender she speaks of me

As the true boy

As the pure one

As the hope of all Mankind

••                    

                                                she !

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                                         ancient wisdom come to life

( • )

In the war zone

We all are

Constantly

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We must truly live

Or we shall die

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This the only poetry

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soft the pure flesh we shall be

Together always

Everyone