At WarA Poem by AiHi hate this this perpetual ringing in my head like a dog whistle designed only to bring the end of my demise but slow tedious I hate the boundlessness this infinite collision with the rest of the world and myself like no matter the continued war the abundance of carnage blows at me continue
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