I am without.
Without purpose and am I significant in your world.
You try to do to me what they have done to you.
Genocide, holocosts, slavery, servitude, boxed up, imprisoned, control, hatred, mercilessness, ignorance.
I am isolated, the air is always moist, and I observe you now from a close by and far away place.
Am I cut off from the world or have I simply adjusted to this hellish evolution?
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