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Mar 2015
Frail human beings,
we look but cannot see.
Destroying all our land,
unchained but still unfree.
Frail human beings,
United we don't stand.
Instead we step on brothers,
to **** and then expand.
Frail human beings,
We touch but cannot feel.
The lasting consequences of the lives that we steal.
Frail human beings,
Enthralled in fame and wealth.
To acquire both would you sacrifice yourself?..
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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   Lia, ---, Arlo Disarray, NV and unknown
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