life is misery
and each time you think
"well there was a small victory"
a thousand other souls
are being tortured
by just being
just thinking
we are taught
to be blind
to the weakness of others
that the unbathed
truly stink
that smell
is
your
guilt
of being human
the odor of mankind
punishing eachother
crammed
into spaces
individuals
seperate
fat
happy
from life
and liberty
wain moon
wain
next revolution
lift me
as you pull
on earths
jagged face
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