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The Secret (Free verse) by nentwined

There are no adults. That's why we made gods. Governments. Lawyers. Childhood bullies learning consensual rules. Mostly not knowing that they're just rules. Rules, like in any other game. Not laws. Nothing is certain but death. And even then -- who knows?

moonUnit 17-Dec-02/8:24 PM
I like this poem a lot, it's well-written and true, although the ending seems a little disconnected. 8.




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