Of innocence lost
And of
Anger brewing
Constantly
Justified anger
Now
Thrive I.
In my eyes
In my brain too
Beauty no longer
Dwells
Alone
In solitude
But with things
Other things
Civilization of thirty
Years ago
And
more
By now
Be too dim
Too dim
And
There remains
Still flickering
Civilization
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