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Dec 2011
Plentiful emptiness
All around me
Plentiful emptiness
As far as the eye can see

It’s a loving malice
That we humans share
A loving malice
That leaves us naked and bare

This joyful evil
That we cast upon each other
This joyful evil
That turns lovers into fighters

Happy death
When we leave this word
Happy death
It’s not what we deserve
Nathaniel R Horn
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Nathaniel R Horn  Indianapolis
(Indianapolis)   
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