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Nov 2016
We have more than ever
But never enough
Always accumulating
Useless stuff

We did this to ourselves
But soon shall it be
That things will return
To the way they used to be

Back when the Earth
Was young and green
And men grew tall
Strong and lean

And return we shall
To those days of yore
When sun doth set
And moon no more
Hadrian Veska
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     Polar, Feggyr Citack and Hadrian Veska
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