Unless I rub you out,
altogether,
Mr Fraser!
Go find the saviour
of all humans,
not these pretenders,
always making,
always waiting...
imagine yourself
suspended in space,
without anything,
no place, no love,
no home,
nothing!
That is Earth!
yes for some,
that's all there is...
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