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Oct 2019
Can feel the hate all around,
changing who I am
It's hate on top of hate here,
pain next to pain
A mile wide wall,
a tower to the sky
Maybe hell is above,
heaven underneath
The same language spoken,
leading to a perverted Babel
Who's to say who's up or down?
In this place, people only feel without a care
and care without feeling
Written by
Tim Curran
97
   Bogdan Dragos
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