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Yet...

Ignorance is for naïve wishing
Unattainable, yet I struggle to acquire oblivion
To know nothing
To be content

Knowledge balances evil when all life ceases
Right from wrong curses the living
To be educated
To pray

I remember how it felt to watch a trusting person
Slowly deteriorate into freedom’s purest form

Left empty inside
Devoid of life
Yet…
My ribs are crushed and my stomach is torn
And my heart will never forget


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