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I find it so easy to think poetically of the world as one giant beach On it in which all of us stand and wait for the clouds of radiation to roll in To resign ourselves to the disaster on the horizon because that's the direction inertia carries us

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a-m-ryder

26 / M / Everett

For You?

Written by

a-m-ryder

26 / M / Everett

Published

Jun 19, 2025

Time

1m

Tags: #poetically #disaster #horizon #choice #generation #radiation #world #suffering #apocalypse #duty

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