It's All One
"This is a war zone. Speak to the general, he doesn't know shit either."
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A Poem for the zeroes
See the old man on the park bench
With newspaper underwear
Against the cold
Who cares old man
Who cares
See the guy
Home from war
Staring blankly,
Red rimmed tortured eyes
Pigeons
At his feet
One shod with skin
The other steel
Who cares
One less soul
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