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The trees used to sing with the wind before He got here. The salty ocean water would gently shush us all to sleep. Now that He’s here ships are sinking like our dreams: immediately. Ever since He arrived Candles no longer light the way, They burn bridges and build unimaginable walls in their wake. Plutonium is no longer radioactive. Radioactivity is relative. Everything now glows a sickly hue, brought on by His discolored rotting views. Air Earth Water Fire Aether The eternal marriage of Air and the Earth has faltered under the guise of conversion “therapy” Water has now made itself undrinkable to all but the chosen few. Fire is now Only Orange. The Aether is no longer empty. It is filled with all our memories. It is the only place for all of our bodies to go now that we’re bound for soot, inhabitable soil and eternal nuclear snow. Air Earth Water Fire Aether are now GreatAgainGreatAgainGreatAgainGreatAgainGreatAgain There are lots of avenues through history to travel down “again.” Many views of former greatness. Slavery Holocausts Massacres Cities Lost and it all starts with an immigration ban. Signed on the day remembering my dozens of dead family. My millions slaughtered endlessly. Here we are At the beginning. History supposedly repeats itself Let’s not let Him
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Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
What Has He Done?
The trees used to sing with the wind before He got here. The salty ocean water would gently shush us all to sleep. Now that He’s here ships are sinking like our dreams: immediately. Ever since He arrived Candles no longer light the way, They burn bridges and build unimaginable walls in their wake. Plutonium is no longer radioactive. Radioactivity is relative. Everything now glows a sickly hue, brought on by His discolored rotting views. Air Earth Water Fire Aether The eternal marriage of Air and the Earth has faltered under the guise of conversion “therapy” Water has now made itself undrinkable to all but the chosen few. Fire is now Only Orange. The Aether is no longer empty. It is filled with all our memories. It is the only place for all of our bodies to go now that we’re bound for soot, inhabitable soil and eternal nuclear snow. Air Earth Water Fire Aether are now GreatAgainGreatAgainGreatAgainGreatAgainGreatAgain There are lots of avenues through history to travel down “again.” Many views of former greatness. Slavery Holocausts Massacres Cities Lost and it all starts with an immigration ban. Signed on the day remembering my dozens of dead family. My millions slaughtered endlessly. Here we are At the beginning. History supposedly repeats itself Let’s not let Him
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Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
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