devastation is among the horizon,
the flow of the escape through chambers of thick hate.
love is masked within layers of rage,
fire burning walls, there is no place you can call safe.
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I love this poem.... That's all there is to it, the flow of it, the words and imagery, the expression... yeah.... love it :)