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ymmiJ Oct 2024
Their imaginary lines are drawn
Our true past unknown, our future forgone
Humanity is killing it's own
ymmiJ Oct 2024
living lost
unattached to source
pray for those
ymmiJ Oct 2024
I walk in their shoes
As the aimlessly pass by
many lives I've lived
ymmiJ Oct 2024
quiet gray fall day
peace descends in yellowed leaves
cold acceptance calls
ymmiJ Oct 2024
can hardly believe
so easy some are deceived
what demons conceive
ymmiJ Oct 2024
cubical farming
busy bees making honey
for paper money
ymmiJ Oct 2024
thank you good lord
for this brain to think
and the willingness
to use it
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