The saturation being reached
the fluctuation being regulated
the results are on the anvil
the efforts do reveal
a fulfillment of great solace
an enchantment on the release
could this be aligned to all others
being to the worldly deals rather
one of terrorism that shatters the world
having had enough of it in words
being torn between kills and runs
wherein to gain shelter becomes not a fun
the angst felt has attained a colossal point
where none could forego any more in the joint
as the saturation in most others brings joy and peace
the more than the contain in cruelty has pieced
the world lies in blood and tears all too much to espy.
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