Go
home momentary.. calling yearning mother voice its child..
seeing
memories fraught earth
beach
wave that comforts
air
that clear soul and build
restraining
from rushing frenzy universalizes that no is gone
seeing
soft mother smile and quiets dry soul.
Current
life so tires,
World
jungle doesn't see fur,
Whoever
readily being riddened down by cruel civilization
Bring
back coveted civilization..
Even blood and this soul be its substitution.
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