Humans

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All I see
is a fractured existence.
A battlefield commencing,
as we build our own graves,
write our own fate.
We do not know peace.
Humans - creatures
blinded by sin.
With hate in our hearts
and colour on our minds,
we have no sense of our
untimely demise.
-EJ
ⒸEmma-Jane Barlow,
all words are my own.

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