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Poetry

A Nightmare Together

Lying in bed falling into a deep depression for which I thought we were unified. Seeing now how the deep hatred of this country has embodied itself into one MAN. Not out of diligence, but of fear. What good can become of such sickness? I feel the world shifting beneath my once steadily beating heart, broken into a million pieces that now float above our heads. Only time can put us back; ToGetHer.