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Jun 2020
You march unified by a cause
A moral high ground on life and death
You live preoccupied with trivialities
Unwavering, rigid, hooked
Instant gratification
Hashtags
Selfies
Likes

Drowning in avoidance of death
Under the umbrella of virtues
You march unified by delusion
A primal fear of dying
A self defense mechanism
Denial, projection, distraction
Consumerism
Objects
Money
Power

You, an army of the dead
Written by
Nightingale
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       Thomas P Owens Sr and ---
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