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Pulchritudinous

I fight for a future

I can’t see

 

for people

I’ve never met

 

for a world

that might include me

 

then again

 

I don’t know

what I don’t believe

 

I want to see

it all happen

 

but I recognize

tyrannies, clocks

and boredom

 

and I fight

with all my life

 

against that

deadness inside

 

against

disappointments soured

into cruelty

 

for happiness

as long as I breathe

◄ Bad Art Warning

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