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NOBILITY LOST

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From aerosol, to drops, and now a downpour.
With tolerance it grew, saturation is everywhere.
The downhill of desecration we ride, peddling with our own feet.
Who has brought us here?
Seek not, for ye shall not find.
Our parent has brough to us an aid.
From an aid to a contentious wife she became.
With heedleness she fattens, feeling everywhere.
While the isle of pride we stroll beyond the eastern sea.
What we by government have joined together?
Let no strike put asunder.
From third to thirtieth, and now a troll perhaps.
With hollowness we dropped, our chagrin beacons.
They cared about us, but now no more.
Now we are deprived of our basic rights.
The threat of imprisonment is no longer sacrilegious.
We shout to deaf ears. And our parent had gone mad again.
When we were toddlers they chided us,
We learn to eat with them they berrate us.
They forgot we are their offspring and receive of their fullness,
And without us theìrs is no completion.
We run as orphans to get adoptions in foreign lands.
We cry. We groan. We are desolate.
Does anybody see us?
Does anybody hear us?
There is war within and without.
Our robe is torn and smeared with spells from our elders.
We are derided, but we move.

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