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Polar worlds,
stare at the light,
washed with serenity.
One's natural, the other unnatural, the other supernatural.
One's sat, the other hidden, the other hung.
Grey clouds on the other
and you sit,
and bees bombinates.
~an original poem about war and ignorance.
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About
Polar worlds,
stare at the light,
washed with serenity.
One's natural, the other unnatural, the other supernatural.
One's sat, the other hidden, the other hung.
Grey clouds on the other
and you sit,
and bees bombinates.
~an original poem about war and ignorance.
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