Poetry

Dystopia

“What if I never met you? Would I still feel your emptiness beating in my chest?”

What if famine didn’t exist? What about murder and genocide? Or greed? How about heartbreak and loss? What if all that pain and suffering never existed?

What would the world look like?

Ā© Sarah Doughty

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