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the fiber optic cables are swollen with grief blood clots the airwaves faces beyond despair stare from half a world away newsprint is smudged with the tears it’s reporting the world’s absurdity nature’s cruelty man’s depravity all in high-resolution overdoses of reality there are too many claims on my sympathy too much need for the morphine of apathy to preserve my faith in humanity I have to ration my pity stop my ears turn away from the carnage lest my heart grow cold faster than the bodies so I exchange the funereal for the farcical take sabbaticals from the news and seek refuge in the world of Pixar