Blue and Red


Hottest blood

Coldest fire

Darker still

Is the Empire.

Burning Red

Many Dead.

Global Freezing

Public Wheezing.

Teasing Stares

Tired Layers

Splitting Hairs and

Magnet Fairs.

Hardest Drives

Savings Lives

But Even with

The sharpest knives

Cannot we kill

Our digital lives.


The End

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