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Toxicity

by lane33

As time goes on humans adapt in many different ways as all living things do. We grow intellectually, emotionally, spiritually but more often than not fears, doubts, insecurities, envies run rampant in our expanding minds. Toxicity, too, develops rippling out, engulfing anyone near in a flame of hate charring them beyond recognition. Adapting, hand in hand with survival, dictates we raise walls barriers to protect ourselves if only to withstand even more punishment, then repeat the cycle. But the thirst for animosity has to be quenched, leading to rampant searches for more and more ways to hurt each other. A propensity for cruelness overrides any potential at reformation, reconciliation or any sort of repairing all the tethers that have eroded away with vigor.
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