The new world

Growing, unaware of the flight risk, falling or failing for which we are sailing, the ocean of life. But what is this endless fight?  never uniting, always inciting. Words as our enemy. Losing identity. Living in fear, gone are the years of peace and love. So far above, from where we are standing. Impossibly planning the lives of our children. 

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