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Clots in the system

Blocked arteries man kind.Ā 
Stroke clots in the system.Ā 

Blocking senses is not the first response.Ā 
Clots that can turn septic a scare tactic.Ā 
Build up of your own neighborhood gush.Ā 

They have to be removed the clots, we are aching to remove your existing system.
Ā 
Face aches to frown squashed pressures behind the eyes.Ā 
Mankind please don't hurt me, please let me be, leave me safe and sound.
Not heading for the underground.Ā 
Modern medicine is still barbaric.Ā 
Modern ozone changes.Ā 
Modern waves of covid.Ā 

The cracks in the system are more like clots.Ā 

Infections are going everywhere.Ā 
What a septicĀ  place toxic, the onslaught.Ā 
The odds and ends of it.Ā 
Will my opinion translate into will power over my eternal internal.Ā 
This two shall pass overĀ  the vessel, small clots of interruption.Ā 
System, man kind relies on the system.
A system clotted within the people.Ā 

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The fish of the sea

Love this so much. Great analogy. Amazing execution. Kind regards. The Fish of the Sea.

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Being Me

An excellent analogy, Liliana! The system Is so blocked it is unreal. A fantastic write, my friend x

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Marion

This work has so much to say Liliana...in a nutshell ..I agree, the system is broken toxic corrupt and outdated. The cosmos is kicking arse...let's hope the world listens!! šŸ’•

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