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Abundance of communication

The security of accessible communication keeps us apart
This resource creates the illusion of proximity
Take it away and we feel distant

The illusion of proximity isolates
A phone call, a DM is so easy and abundant that we don’t do it
The faucet will always be there, until it isn’t

When it’s not there anymore it’s no big loss because we got used to it existing only in our minds.

You we’re already a memory, dead in life

Lend-Lease

I’m here and the war is outside
Important thing is that I’m here
Why are you you staring out the window
Don’t worry about the storm
We’re together
I’m alone
You’re able to forget, like Afghanistan, Syria or Iraq

I should start a YouTube channel
We have the gear
We have the know how
Let’s tell the world
Why have they turned you off

I guess it’s to painful
I understand, but it’s still there
The war, the war is still there have you forgotten?
How many time must we battle this war?
How many times will forget this battle?

I’m tired of waiting for the end
This war is my child, I cannot abandoned it
I can do nothing but know and wait
I know every inch taken and every battle won
My heart strings are all strung

Strung from my home in Quebec to Kherson
To Donetsk and Luhansk
To Zaporizhzhia, Nova Kakhovka, Lysychansk and Sievierodonetsk
My heart is in Ukraine, I hope it survives
It’s on lend-lease so it’s okay if doesn’t