O delta time you don't
walk with me. Will you define
yourself in a jungle of words?
I am sad. This world
is too much. I can not read
the unreadable. Poems will kill.
The believers die under
a canopy. After the war, the religions
fail to save humanity.
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'I am sad. This world
is too much. I can not read
the unreadable. Poems will kill.
The believers die under
a canopy. After the war, the religions
fail to save humanity.'
if our civilisation ever, learns
to appreciate genius like yours
whilst, you still draw breath..
we'll have evolved, enough
to warrant our hope
for survival and empathetically humane: growth...
I read and learn: Guru!
thank you
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