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Feb 2019
A nihilistic pandemic leads our way
If god is not there do we see no other place?
If one leaves may morals not stay?
Might immortal feelings fade like a face?

An animalistic epidemic bares its teeth
Is apathy a path of which we seek?
Is nothing there if there is a sheath?
Might immortal actions be mere freak?




I no longer believe the future is present
If we can choose what is true, then is anything?
Mike Virgl
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Mike Virgl  18/M
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