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The birds are flying Away from something shady. These birds sense danger.
Phones everywhere Babies, kids, teens, adults, elderly Everywhere I look there's a phone Students, teachers, drivers, policemen, firemen School, funerals, weddings, births, accidents, parties, fights
  The Point of Being   Transition It has all converged So long I’ve yet waited and so fast departed
Let is not waste our precious time on all those harmful screens, that connects us to the world but disconnect us form the scene.
I see the blue sky, The lands are decayed brown leaves, My life's warmth is lost.
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