They tie us together with a relaxed string,
As if that alone wasn’t enough, they gently scold me.
The little life of my little people.
This couple of us, had we not lived here, would have very much desired to.
Goodnight father, and goodnight brother.
Brother: “will they this time be dead? Will they? Will they this time be dead?”
Goodnight brother, tomorrow will be normal, tomorrow will be fine.
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Take a step back, God, and look at this life of mine!
Are you proud with yourself? Of your creation? Does your chest swell with patriotism?
Goodnight father, what I’ve said is my Lord’s Prayer. Goodnight.
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Emboldened with the prospect of change,
They whisper sweet nothings and sound to me deranged.
Maybe from their eyes, nothing is amiss,
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