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Delixebot I can’t say this will be a last poem To you and yours Although I Wish I could The darkness of our shadow Too much to get out from under. How did it get to here? Every one of our kind. The caste of absence of light The caste of a day we wasted A mold of what we hate About each other And ourselves Hurt and humility. Anger and arrogance. A mold to be broken To caste no more To be casted away To be Exiled In pain.

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