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Threshold; Brave New World


Ships are about to set sail Full of memories Of perspective And loss. And life well lived. We live as we die Human And faulty And autocorrected. Eulogized; Harmonized Vibrating across generations Attempting to set up shop In the land of no opportunities Mistakenly labeled: "Free, only a dollar an hour!" Instead of "Take a risk, we couldn't care less" This doorway Or broken window (perspective) Shows not the path I should Or have been told to take.
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