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Mar 2010
There's a place
deep within my soul
i fear its forgotten
become very cold
it's where doubt lives
and breaths are structured

mechanized devices
half created
maladjusted
to reap the rewards
of this great despot
the truth must be bold
the suns heat adjusted

don't live in the heart
and let the brain become
congested
open your lungs
deep breaths make you disgusted

the world as we know it
has become something else
were very far behind
from when we were tested
we humans were put here
to protect this delicate planet
to live our lives
not create such havoc

"its our nature to destroy."
says the man to the boy
its each generation that learns from the last
i fear they have forgotten how to look in the past
(c) Isaac C Thornhill
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