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falling

the murder of
our essence
in the mundane,
the average,
the everyday

consumed by
the needs of
others

the plague of
insecurities

the dull blade
of failure

the belly of
hope
growling
with
hunger

rage is
the mother
tongue of
life

rage is a
murderous
drunk father time
beating our asses
for existing as a
bystander...

a stray blind dog
crossing the
street against
the traffic,
waiting for the
sudden high
pitched squeel
of tries















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