All the lovers are extinct.
There's only lost souls,
and broken hearts inhabiting this place.
Dreaming is a sure fire way to make yourself stand out,
among the chaos, fear, and disappointment that plagues this earth.
I pray for rain.
A cleansing of the pallet;
where religion is wiped away,
race is obsolete,
and kindness takes its rightful place.
The choice is yours.
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