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Babylon

By craig2

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Once awake we sought the riches     of maudlin heathen larks,           burned our rags of poverty,               greed drank of the mind.     Only once with frantic flesh           raped the princess suburb,               littered the land with lust –                     the epidemic had begun. It is not enough to the worthless life,     fertile edge replenished like the Nile,           by floods of genocided brothers,               ‘Drown the apathy of brothers’     embryos like silt soft settle down. Written December 18th, 2001 © on Dec 18 2001 02:19 AM PST   0 • 9

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