Star Seed: River_ ThinWalls&PeepHoles

We take for granted the little things in life as if we expect to be here forever. Turning our brothers and sisters into slaves for personal satisfaction. We cannot expect from others what we are incapable of ourselves. We cannot begin a war we do not intend to finish,

And we must never take for granted what the lost have found.

What is it to be?


or family?

Both of them-

Not one, but both…

What a tragedy,

Let’s keep going,

Insert more batteries…

Stop, close door.

Continue to do

Nothing, like you do.

What to do,

If not more?

White people,

Or white noise.

Wild men,

Or lost boys?

From Sad Artist, By River

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