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Light Pollution

Heavy pollution

Mankind has filled the darkness,
With violence and death,
Death and hate,
Hate and fear.
He bleeds the planet dry to light.
Pollute the night.
Pollute his sight.
No milky way.
No universe.
Removed by fright.
“My bubble lies within the field of all I can behold,”
He cries,
As he shackles his mind,
To what is just before his eyes.
It is lies.
The only thing to fear within the dark,
Is the evil you there bring.
And the vision of a universe so great,
Perspective makes of you,
A mote thing.

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