pick up your tired head and type on.
theres people to be informed.
sit on the crescent of the moon,
gathering ideas for plays and stories,
as you gaze, watching us self destruct.
if you have the answer why do you conceal it
behind thick lies and ugly tales it resides...
foolish you are, for nothing stays unknown.
Life is full
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