Conditions Poem by dun one

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You exhibit your own style which is refreshing. This is worth rereading in order to digest all the implications. I like these lines: the smile is found under the sheds of skin Cast off in, out and about the catacombs Skeptical and enchanting staring into endless amounts of eyes Miles and miles and miles Endless streams of tortured souls should gleam with haunting terror all around Yet the light shines Thy own ruins of despair and sorrow reach out to others in caring and kindness Unstable as is this world of floating follicles, far off shores, and poisonous beaches Language of speeches pinpointed to a brain! Insane as is this world of lonesome forests, far gone friends, and such treaturous conditions A good commentary of our world.