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Weep !

YE sons of Man

•

the winds !

Stark  !
Cold !
Real !

The illusions are gone !

•            •

Only the living of a lie

Only the ignorant population


Only
The ugly death

Of the human race remains

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We write our  LOVE POEMS

Praising our power to cause pain !

Praising our irresponsibility !

Praising our temporary

******* over- ride

Of utter infantile behavior !

Our ******* sound byte usage

Of words like " forever " ( wow ! )

&

" I gave  you Everything

( you just didn't notice !" )

::

That only tell us

Of where you hide

//

Oh well

No one is listening  Anyway

When you are finally really dead

I guess I'll know it by the stink

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