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Written by: John Weber

Despite
intentions
in civil soar

debts loom,
seized plunder
for social war.

Distilled
treachery
laps at our shore

controlled
by blunt heads
swapped like d├ęcor

spinning
messages
to shape the lore:

lies and
platitudes
over the snore

since we
claim no land
here anymore,

grieving
while getting
shoved out the door.