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A Latent Poison

Hate is a latent poison That slays without hesitation It is a steely prison That halts the shining of one's dawn It is an iron shackle That dims one's hope for miracle Should you hate until your doom Then your fate won't come to bloom *When you hate, especially for long or without sufficient reason, it is not the one that you hate that suffers but you* September 9, 2022

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Date: 9/8/2022 2:10:00 PM
"letting 'em ride rent-free in your head" - so true! good message
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Date: 9/8/2022 2:17:00 PM
Thanks a lot for appreciating the message of my poem. I was a victim of unjust group hate for years. Most of my haters were ruined

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