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Away
Nightly the familiar march, sunset suffused with dawn. Crushed the moments in between. Neither praised nor cursed but merely lost amid their myriad kin and dreadfully forgotten. Misplaced lives amid unreckoned days— for sale by merchants of expired skill who barter time and wrest unseemly bargains, their words aligned with porous deeds, maintained throughout in darkness yet crumbling from within, seamy side disclosed Frightful that our nobler minds must daily banish all the fetid rancor those in power tediously summon from nether cursed realm that they purvey, absent notice or concern for those they step upon and maim. Have you heard the cries of innocence of all earth’s precious life? Won’t you join me now outside, as once again the light of day is stolen, and ponder all the vast but unseen intellect that permeates the sky? The speed of thought is infinite and fills the boundless depths of space. To all the guardians of infinity I nightly urge my fervent aspiration— And hold aloft a sign of just one word, and that word is AWAY.
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