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Timeline

We think, but we don't speak. we see but we turn away. we grieve, but never seek . This is a lonely time. communications no longer then a sentence. Emotions today just a emoji wink. Kids & adults to afraid to speak so tragedies of humans peaks. Drug's spread only to free the minds, crimes always rise because money made to be key. Build prisons so you think you are free, stand up to speak, only to be shut down. Unconscious thinking is fleeing, to many thoughts they label you mentally unfit. Its unlikely things change just don't be afraid open your self up.

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linda wright

so true saying what you think sometimes could cost you linda
everything in the comunication era is different than a nice friendly conversation
just like for instances pay phones non exsistant and like or dislike
not the same as a verbal encounter linda j wright nice write

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Ja

The state of our world seems in decay
Your words have put this on display
Here's hoping things go our way

Thank you kindly
 

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Tony Taylor

So true brother poet!!...I liked the near-positivist of the final line..'., because it insinuates that there is still some hope for humanity!!!...,, and I wholeheartedly agree!!.,..." Anything that is conceivable is possible!!".... no doubt in my mind!!...... well conceived & delivered JONATHAN!!......ALL STARS!!.... Welcome to COSMO!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴♥☀?

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