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in search of closure, I kneel on the ground and pray to the god of sky and ask him to take back gray give me my blue sky In search of solace...
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slit my throat with a sword speak in a language only we know look into my eyes with that daring gaze that knows the secret you once spoke ...
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my face in the ground and a collar across my neck i tried to stand up, little by little but i fell on my knees again from crying on the thou...
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they flooded the towns with screams that was louder than voice of their leaders they flooded the towns with their signboards calling out for...
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there is no one this poet hate more than those little fuckers with power in their hand who would do nothing but sit back and watch as the wo...
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there is a clown in every political house he who denies the climate crisis and calls it a "hoax" there is a clown in every politic...
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a ghost of a child at the playground swinging on a swing laughing and having fun a ghost of a child at the playground swinging on a swing he...
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his blood boils in rage the words out of that man's mouth were always laced in poison haunting this feeling was for someone recovering f...
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"the oceans are becoming more salty our planet is turning into a complete gas chamber"- to someone i sound like i am a case of imm...
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waking up in the morning to find bright light on the face, there are birds chirping near the window and in the next scene water dripping fro...