disasters
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If you play a game
Do you consider yourself a player or a gamer?
What if the sky and ocean reversed?
What if our roles in life were extremely cursed?
What if good is actually bad?
Everyone has it, no one thought it was contagious
Hordes of people stand with ignorance to the epidemic
Man, woman, child all murdered; it's egregious
But are we not all sick?
For we must have narcolepsy
Darkness surrounds us
Every inch of light fades away
I, a mere fisherman, am punished
I think of my actions as the earth shook
I recall my paths as the quake goes on
I ask myself as I protect my head
