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When Thinking...

When was the day
Do you remember
Where you decided to turn it off
It had to start small
Surely
Your anger
Should that
It
Be called

As you grew
Did you turn your cheek
Did you repeat
What they told you to repeat

When did you decide
Between happiness
And madness

Pretending

Was it ever a question?
Was there ever a different understanding?

Similies.

For what did one pay
For blissful ignorance?

Was it the same
The feeling at the end
That life was never profound
Where there was no purpose
To the collective sound

You killed each other
Over a playground

The little wars
In microscopic
Terraforms
In small plastic glasses
We oversaw
But learned nothing more

And as rats in a cage
We fight for resource
Against each other
Against all odds

And we blame the rich
We blame the poor
But in the end

Sentience perpetuates war
Written by jenny_is_hungry
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Author's Note
Idk. Everyone knows everything, I guess. I guess questions are hated more than reality. And that's saying some shit. I put hope in there cause it's there. Somewhere in the right collective, I'm hoping. Hah.
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