Blue

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The blue sheen of ice crystals of ignorant compliance,

soothing your frightened souls,

nationalistic, imperialistic murderers unknown,

 

even to themselves.

Wind can slice through your skin

 

like osmosis of the chilly night

in a shivering shadow of dark thought,

 

trained by propagandists in your living rooms.

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