Somewhere the earth swallowed an airplane,
while Ukrainian soil became Russian soil once more
The wick burns faster now
The wax slides away with the fading of the universe we have created
Scandals persist as long as we remain vulnerable to scandalization
Some are offended by this world while our existence remains a glaring offense on its once flawless visage
Governments inhale and exhale the weight of the people and no one can win
There is no success just dominance
The new world bows to the caprice of the mighty and we all chase the sacred god head of the golden coin
And I must shut my eyes to it for the day, what more can I do before morning?
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