People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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Still, when we could best one another in our quest.
The arms match refused to recognize one another’s
hand, as friend, as they recognize themselves. Who’ll
know where we have gone, once we’ve disappeared?
Will one wise sage peer into their scrying glass,
pretend they understand how we came to last
through eons, simply to vanish. We are not so
special that some aliens may some era guess at our
demise. Realize we alone could assure our survival.
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