War and hate are the human ways,
...The purest of us, the gentle and kind,
Without them we wouldn't know how to fill our days.
...Cannot avoid having hate on their mind.
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There will come a day, like all species before,
...Alike as well as those species by default,
When the human race will be no more.
...Our end too shall come at the humans' fault.
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We wish and hope that our ways will change,
...But the reality tells us there is no way,
That we can find ways of living that aren't so strange.
...Death and destruction is just how we play.