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100 Years Always

the world has been on fire for centuries /
rain is returned to the clouds /
faces are repeated in the high chairs of the nation /
try to die, but not obviously /
the ground has been simmering under pavement for decades /
the peaks of our heads melting slowly for generations /
that increasing measurement between interest and incline /
is filled with roiled air /
drying out shaved green space /
in the city of tomorrows /
small plastic people cemented to their place