the abecedarium

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In a world full of . . .

soulless art, and
empty brains, with
loaded carts, and
long lost dreams.

In a world full of . . .

piss-poor education, and

conditional freedoms, of

pointless grades, and
bs hierarchy systems.

a world full of . . .

low income jobs, and
bribes of jackpots, where

useless knowledge thrives
and, true love hides.

world full of . . .

empty messaging, and
ceaseless natter, explaining

senseless opinions, bestowing

so much hollow prattle.

full of . . .

vacuous questions, and
ruinous responses, from

dark-matter souls, who

take all the oxygen.

of . . .

no understanding, and
empty vessels who

think heads filled with wind

is the zenith of decorum.

. . .

I dream of overflowing, of
being too much in
a world of too little.

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