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I tried flying away but dissolved into static

Wandering the streets, I paused to ask a bystander a question. It must have been a stupid one, because I was turned away feeling ridiculed.

I don’t belong here, I realized – I don’t belong here, because it’s a dream.

If I am the dreamer, why am I out of place?

Somehow, the world that I’ve fashioned for myself does not welcome me.

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Ignited Nations

Looming since I was ten years old,

The United Nations stand steely down the lane.

In queer calm and wonder I behold

Them all creak, topple over, burn to a charred frame.

From the turbid water I watch

And spectate in panoramic view

Humanity, a splattered blotch

Become lesser, controlled and few.