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Mindful Hatred

  • Mar 28
  • 1 min read

When comes the day that the monochromatic masses find themselves in a shade of gray, desperate to explain to deaf ears that they, they are not the evil everyone proclaims,


When they find themselves alone, at world's end, and hope lifts their head to search for just one friend,


They will not find me.

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