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Sep 2020
Some people don’t want the sun

Anger
Is a drug
That rushes through their veins
Coursing into the mind
Crowding out the space
Between perception and reality

Fear
Creates the despot
Of entitlement
Staking a claim
That disavows
Thy neighbor

I love the sun....
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Prevost  M/Pelada
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