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Jan 2019
the times are nihilistic
yet life still lumbers on

consumption and confusion
coming Night not dawn

the American Abyss
amidst Trumpist traitor pawns

the Empire is utterly boring
they hate, they insult - I yawn.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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