I could sleep for a thousand years
And wake to see
The world does still
Create and kill
By fear and hate and
Hubris in its heart enough
To drown myself in my own tears.
juxtaposed
Subject to change.
I could sleep for a thousand years
And wake to see
The world does still
Create and kill
By fear and hate and
Hubris in its heart enough
To drown myself in my own tears.
Exquisite.
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Oh, thank you, Sarah 🙂
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Wowee!
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