thinking about the world

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We’re waiting for Armageddon We don’t make an effort anymore To see lives wasting away People of great potential Lost in doubt of a future Who think they know “the way”
Must it be? So it must So all these flowers turn to dust these blades of green will turn to brown this toiled tree burnt to the ground Life means so little and yet so much
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