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To be honest, there
was no poem today.
A refusal to celebrate
the loss of truth in me.
The weather is climbing.
They have assembled to-
disgorge the peace efforts.
War was in our blood.
The great divide of
guillotines and blessed swords,
to behead or not to behead
the god.
There was very little good
in the evil designs.We have
logic and logistic problems.
You do not want a friend, only enemies.
The rebellion, the treason,
the betrayals, all were meant
to upgrade your divinity.
let us revert back to animal status.
The bread, land and water are one.
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