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CCLXVI

February 2, 2014

We coat our flesh in lust and envy,
like man has never loved;
we feel the future rush upon us,
but time has never moved.

We drown our senses in the shallow,
as if we’re paper thin;
we build our towers high and mighty,
like we were never thine.

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  1. February 5, 2014 10:45 pm

    a poignant assessment of the human condition

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