What do I do?
In search of peace you were
breaking your fingers.
For changing the name
of pain. Between the blood moon and
supermoon lies the man's failure.
How an evil eye can
destroy the bisexual animals. I
will prefer to love a unisex.
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Author:
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- Category: Nature
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imagine, what we could achieve
if we utilised half the energy we wasted
hating and belittling, those we oppose
for simply having a different perspective
that literally, has no impact on our own lives?
How absurd, when you realise
barely 10 to 20 percent of Earth is inhabited
and we're all head down busily, elbowing a path
through societies 'narrow minded' settlements...
modernity's narrow minded self observed, ignorance
cultivating
another generation of mind warped, submissive sheep's...
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