Isolation
"Isolation"
There is a thin line between life and death , both are a pain in the ass and inescapable.
We are all capable yet invisible though in visible to the sight of ignorance and that's the worst kind of injustice.
The bird you land is the bird you flew as we bask into the twilight of a wasted realisation.
People are the problem not Lucifer , the government , phamarceuticals and segregation.
We build walls that barricade us from being a Voltron that shall usher our planet into an infinite of bliss.
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