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when you
hate

let it be as pure
and crisp as the
first cold December
morning under a
violent glass blue
sky

when you
hate

do not pretend
anything else
other

when you
hate

let it redeem the
truth of your
humanity

when you
hate

let it become a
vessel that moves
your free will with
the force of a
thousand mad
 attacking armies

embrace
it

anoint
it

honor
it

let it be raw meat
in the playground of
hungry wolves in
your soul




 
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