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Everything is in line,
in this modern rationality,
this coldness,
this drastic being of mine.
Some things have to be let go,
some people must be forgotten.
If someone is good,
otherwise ‘fuck it.
Everything is in line,
perfectly logical speeches,
everything lines up.
So it must be done,
to get better,
to seek stability, to find it,
and maybe, be happy someday.
And we send all those who hurt us,
and they treat us badly,
to that country.
Yes, everything is in line …
Yet, how is it that …
I still think it’s not “right”,
that there would be a thousand ways
and worlds,
better than this?
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