Dead Poets Society

Change is constant,

but not for the world.

Society deems action for history  

Mind and body forget you, 

recoiling us with injury.

Together we are no longer members of the human race,

stolen by emotions now floating into space.

Hang on to abandoned,

love into nothing.

 

August 11, 2014

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