The news gets worse everytime you look at it. You still don't know if that means you should look at it more or stow away completely. Eventually even heads in the sand can be executed, a war doesn't need you to acknowledge it to happen. When you were younger, it was easier to see things as black and white and now suddenly you have your heart in all manner of coals.
A few years ago, early in a year that still lay unknown before you, you asked the Universe for a change out of your control, for something to shake things up. The year that followed was a nuclear blast to the world as you knew it, the years after like continued fallout, and it was too late to take your wishes back.
Does that mean you don't wish for things anymore?
It's too long a life
to only get by on
survival.
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