That ancient history, those old and stale Dead metaphors that tell the same dull tale, Was once again about to envelop us.   It was a chronicle of greed and war⁠— We’d read the same thing many times before, And now we too would be inscribed in it.   We thought somehow, in our fatuity, […]

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