BREATHING SHELLS


If we humans, we breathing shells of war and ignorance, are indeed the meat between the "beginning" and "end" without knowing the truth of either, is it not most beneficial to the collective, if not our obligation as the collective, to create a story worth repeating?


© 2016 Mark Richard Prime

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