STRIFE IS A COLLAR
My eyes are open as wide
as the moon, and my mouth
is open too. I am being filled
with a certain form of light, it
floods me, from within. Such
gloom as I've been living? I'll
let no more darkness in.
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The patterned markings of all
Humankind - whatever they
be - lead me now to say,
at the least, that all Humans
are alike. There is no real
difference in the acclimation
of our common presentations.
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Sun, moon, stars, fire, water,
air. The hand that holds the
child is the hand that holds
the hammer as well. We mark
our trails with - mostly - good
intentions. Even the beast
that savages LaLa Land has
a better name than we give it.
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