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Tirane 2022

Sticky coal is pouring down, looks like it's gonna be a moonless night. From a rooftop I observed, this inconsistent city with it's logic twirled. Starved for attention and wanting to be heard, these "awoke" people absurdly refused to hope. Irrational thinking took over, as most were hypnotized and lost composure. Now, tainted, spoiled and infected, the deadly rain's collected and ingested. Chewing ashy snow with their mouth agape , some puked their intestines while others reshaped. Neglecting their well being for a comfortable skin, as the official death of caring intensively, gives birth to shallow acquaintances.

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Date: 10/23/2022 11:04:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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