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Date Added: May 04, 2018 20:05:42 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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O You
A monster from a tree 
jumps and runs around the bushes 
to mate. 

A blank statement 
is issued. The system groans 
and collective pshyche fails. 

A stark silence 
for the food for thoughts. 
I sit down to meditate- 

to find the bloody answer 
for white death. The dirty 
work to sweep the floor. 

It smells like an 
amputated leg. 
Do we need to draw a circle around the bomb? 

With a lie on your lips, 
are you going to negotiate 
with violence?
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