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Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Drift



The world spins and we
Hypothesize, temporize
Critique, dilemma

With little insight
Pure sophistry, neat and clean
Iconoclasm

Give voice to our pain
Without a means of recourse
Empty solutions

What have we become
Where is our nobility
Sacrifice, spirit

The fearless leader
He is an orange man, I am
Blue as cobalt, blue

The world spins and we
Are bound to it all the same
Have you had enough

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