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The sky; choking in smog, Seeks its former freedom. The dam denies the river, Still and lifeless, lacking flow. The forest; cut and culled, banished far at man's designing The fire sits fragile in its grate, Stays domesticated; docile. The Earth; anger raising, At the subjugation of its sons. We people walk through life, ignorant to our offences. Ours minds; seized still, Synapses froze and never firing. My soul knowing the outcome, Asks deliverance from its fate.
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 7:00 AM UTC
The Fall
The sky; choking in smog, Seeks its former freedom. The dam denies the river, Still and lifeless, lacking flow. The forest; cut and culled, banished far at man's designing The fire sits fragile in its grate, Stays domesticated; docile. The Earth; anger raising, At the subjugation of its sons. We people walk through life, ignorant to our offences. Ours minds; seized still, Synapses froze and never firing. My soul knowing the outcome, Asks deliverance from its fate.
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27/M/England
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 7:00 AM UTC
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