Where do we go when the pain of humanity implode on us.
When the sounds of crackling of bones are hearts, shattering.
How do we keep the eyes on the horizon when the ground is dusted with grief.
The cries of despair echoes into eternity.
Blood lines upon blood lines.
Have we not been here before?
The immensity of humanity can only but humble a heart.
Wh…
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