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The Bleeding

No earthly mortal Nor any intity can stop the flow. Like a river, it gushes Through the toughest Barrier and crosses Boarders with no regards. Its causes are mixed and multiple. But every nation lives in denial, Blaming everyone but themselves. Yet, every country will reap what it has Sown as we all witness the trail of blood. The world is bleeding. She bleeds from self-inflicted wounds As well as from forces seen and unseen. And the best that we have to offer as a cure Are bandaids which are gravely insufficient to stop the hemorrhaging. The cause of the Bleediing is a secret to none, But the solution Is distasteful and unacceptable to all.

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