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20 April 2003
Poem
Melanie Gnosa
In the end there will be no humanity.
There will be nothing left.

This is our fate
as we have chosen it.
This is the end
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13 November 2002
Unititled
Melanie Gnosa
I scream FREE AMERICA, barely legible on the wall —
and I get one word, one rat, one care,
and an angry and ignorant old-world glare,
a smile...