A war has been declared.
The warfront defined.
It cannot be blundered yet again, but the war is again all alone. The high-rises mocks my stand. They ridicules my soul. They pierce the whole existence, hollowed. They shreds me to pieces, peace floundered. Yet I drag myself, trying to reach the destination. Dont know whether that is possible or not, but....
I fail to be focussed.
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