Sharron Stephenson - Machines and Darkness

the rain may fall,
in the darkness,
as the pain sinks the heart,
the brave and the weak,
are human and not machines,

flowers and plants,
grow in the soil, so we can see pretty things,
animals we feed,
to feed us,

the world spins,
as we sleep and dream so softly

Sharron Stephenson

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