Little telly marines,
Tossing out toy explosions,
In a city,
8 by 12 inches wide.
Two tiny beings,
A man and a women,
In cute suits,
Told me that it’s hurting my country,
And my pocket.
But nothing’s changed in my
Big world.
Through my infinite eyes,
The sky just pushes further.
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