The Fate of the Earth
The world is dying, they told her
But how can I stop it, I am only a child?
That my dear, is why the world is dying
For all the world are children
This poem is about:
Our world
Poetry Terms Demonstrated:
The world is dying, they told her
But how can I stop it, I am only a child?
That my dear, is why the world is dying
For all the world are children
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