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Jun 2014
I was born into this world
with no arms to hold me.
Seek and you shall find, I'm told
and yet I grow lonely.
I've spent too much of my time observing
people transforming into pillars of salt
To recognize
that all the love in the world has been bought
and emitted into the atmosphere
Where it's chemicals, the ozone it tears
exposing the fragile surface of humanity
to elements which erode the roots of it's trees.
What was this world before the purchase?
I was walking late at night and it sort of came to me just line after line.
I worked with it until I posted it just now.
Still unsure as to it's meaning but (shrugs) it happens :D
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
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