800px-US_Customs_and_Border_Protection_officersKerosene rivers now wash over them.
Idealism once kept them alive.
Language was used and manipulated by the system.
Lies were dominant for them to thrive.

They are no more.
Hell is where they’ll meet.
Everyone is free after the war.

People live with equality.
Oligarchies fall.
Leaders are subservient to the polity.
I can be me. You can have it all.
Centuries have passed with this society.
Exiled are those who challenge us with their impropriety.

Son of Sappho Poetry ,

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