they landed unseen
they scattered the earth
they hid in the shadows
we never saw them
we ignored the signals
we butchered our feelings
then,
they attacked
without mercy.
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Very cool!
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Thank you 😊
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Welcome lots! 🙂
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We are ripe for the pickin’s, aren’t we? So dark and merciless. Love it.
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Thank you, Diana
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I delight in the feeling of ruthlessness captured so tangibly in your words; a powerful reminder to stay conscious!
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Thank you! Eyes wide open 👀
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Yikes!
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