i'm a canary, you're the coal mine.

war is the machine that keeps on breathing. feed it coal, feed it iron, feed it blood and watch it spit out pain. the gears grind day in and day out, cartilage as oil and screaming with rust. this isnt sustainable, none of this is sustainable! but nobody hears me, theyre all addicted to the outrage. they breathe it in and blacken their lungs and choke on their own eyes, because seeing isnt believing, hearing through the grapevine is. olive branches have gone out of vogue, of course. where do my fluids end and yours begin?


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