Dysfunction

The glue of society, once tactile is now brittle and dry. It erodes, quickening as time moves on. The fibres straining against the tension. The tension pulling tighter and tighter. Once stable roots, now getting pulled from the earth. The tension heating the atmosphere and burning the uprooted trees.

We are all burning.

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