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It was another way of pointing out the faults in each other. A way of hiding behind words of indifference, of deception without faith, of resignation. Since we forgot how to exhale, we never did. No more than submission. No more than a drug. No more than ideology. I see us squirming by its feet. Not before long, the feeling's long gone, we were patient and appreciative. We couldn't be startled in our sleep. Facing the choice of shame or a near-certain death, while fending off that incessant voice that said: "We're heading for extinction." Not of our species, but of our selves. Precaution shown by recycling an old excuse: "The more we give the more we are prepared to lose." We're running out of options. Not for ourselves, but for us all. For us all. No more than submission. No more than a drug. No more than ideology. I see us squirming by its feet. Not before long, the feeling's long gone, we were patient and appreciative. We couldn't be startled in our sleep. It was another way of pointing out the faults in each other. A way of hiding behind words of indifference, of deception without faith, of resignation. Since we forgot how to exhale, we never did.

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