…….Waste; the final frontier, these are the voyages to undo haste, mankind’s inability to stay calm, instead we make bomb, thus Nam then Guam, invent gun in sun, waste time trying to see sum total, anecdotal, even if it’s all of mankind, a million of our years is too small to be time, we haven’t chimed, it’s minerals we’ve mined, walk pass the sublime, captured by the time we make, events we barely escaped, dreams of being saved by religious figures or men in capes, scrolls or tapes, emotional inductions or deductions lead to the same place, but wait.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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And so is the nature of man that doesn't learn from his mistakes. Well written and thought provoking
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A nicely written write highlighting that man is still not learning from his mistakes, nicely done
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You are very welcome
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