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Poetry
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Will
We will to control
To such a point
That we will condemn
Instead of console
We want not
What is right
We want, at all costs
to win the fight
It is mere ego
And not evil
To put at the center
Your own will
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Education: BA in Philosophy with minors in Theology and Political Science. (St. John's University, MN.) MA in Modern Studies: European Philosophy and Literature. (Columbia University, NY)
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