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a Poem

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The Aliens know
that we are here

I’ve seen them hover
and gaze

The Aliens know
that we suffer

I know they do

Then why don’t they

Surely, they could
help us

But perhaps
they cannot

But say they can
if they wanted to
then why
why, why, why
do they let
us happen

The way we happen:

War, famine, illness

Why do they not

It’s forbidden…




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Ulf Wolf

Ulf Wolf

Raised by trolls in northern Sweden, now settled on the California coast a stone’s throw south of the Oregon border. Here I meditate and write.

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