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Invasion


I refuse to use proper grammer, ee cummings style even though I disagree with some of the things he says

Anyway this is more of a personal letter to humanity. I feel you do not understand what I aim to acomplish here.

We are all in this together. But you, I know you will never see this. True Evil. You do not care about the rest of us.

Wake up. You are the reason global warming persists. You deny while the world dies.

You vicious savages need to abandon your monkey machines and realize the world is made of light and love.

Sincerely,

A dead poet who is not quite dead yet

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