This dewdrop lifelike
Moistness
That shelters my feeling from
The collective pain of being human
And underwhelms me with its
Crisp and stiff reality.
Sometimes I contemplate other worlds
With simplified structures or
Purple clouded nebula suns
And none are filled with selfish greedy humans
No, not one.
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Desperate, Bloodthirsty, ect.
