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Alienation Underground

An old world united. Attributes not known from the peace we campaigned. Enforced into an unknown war we currently endeavour. Utmost bower bird tactics, the uninvited dominantly proceed From above, streams vibrations throughout every sense of our actualities. Days follow nights accompanying collective conceptualisations. Wanting correlative wants with downhearted, optimistic, realism. Will I again feel wind or sunshine rays on my face? What extant future awaits if triumphant? Questions of an unrevealed fate retain minds insecurely occupied. This dark establishment suffocates this uncertain future. Artificial lights guide our way, breathing air amassed in dirt. Youthful generations accept their existence as studious to no other. Below the surface, we crusade to combat & reclaim. Patience furthermore perseverance. Determined, we manoeuvre to arise. A NEW world united.

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Date: 2/21/2024 6:31:00 AM
Delusions of grandeur, I fear. Each generation dreams of creating a new world but hope is dashed as reality sets in. The only real hope for a new world lies in this promise - Matthew 6:10. Hey, welcome to PS!
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