“Drag II”
A bright light blinds all sight.
War is a sore where I saw my Uncle die in a dream's roar's snore.
Played chess in nursery school.
One heart beats the same way ten do.
The human race will disappear without a trace.
You're like a broken harp string or a bee that has no sting.
City Hall will fall like me.
Climb your wall.
Time will never stall.
Despite it all.
By Jon Billet -
Welcome Home Jake
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