Sit tight until the dust settles, don’t move for the higher ground between competing truths, silence – an unknown sound. Left with an installation, charismatic man or a new theocracy? All will guarantee.
I’m wanting to delay the end, yet none will take me. Interested in only what they’ve seen before, it’s identical.
And with a brand new mandate, entry can be denied. Do you presume to know of this, my sudden life. But when your questioned about what you really know of suffering like this each day, you fucking pause and stare,
but never answer.
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