Apocalypse

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LITTLE THINGS

 

Drones in the distance

Pose as fake, flickering

Stars and sallow spies,

Replacing what is good.

Pray for swift demise

Of humankind.

For what purpose the lies?

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I fear that eating the potatos might jeopardize my spiritual progress, really

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Superbly crisp and enjoyable

Superbly crisp and enjoyable parallelisms here Freddy Spaghetti! Stars and drones!  No cool aid and no potatoes, check Smile


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