Charles2
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CATEGORY
life
An open
Festering wound
Hemorrhaging
Our resources
To what end
Remains unclear
Elusive strategy
Implemented tragically
For everyone.
There will be no winners
In this race to our
Own extinction.
Then
There will be nothing left
Between us to share
Except the hatred
We have been
Stockpiling
For ages untold
No one wins
When no one is left
Who cares…
Maybe
We can figure this out
Before it’s too late
Not to
C2
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COMMENTS
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mlowe5 says: HOPFULLY!? We need to C2 it! Powerful allegorical write. Peace and Love, M. Lowe. |
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Charles2 says: Thank you, for your unwavering support... hopefully, we'll continue to lay a pathway... worthy of reading. |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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