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Oct 2018
The end of days is near.
Because it is the death of you I fear.
The sun has blown away all.
The moon encroaches all.

If it is not a lie in the first place!
Is it not viewed this way from space?
You took my life from me.
So others could be.

This is what heroes do.
In that I hope I find you.
Give me a chance.
Because I have been given a last dance.

We as people need to join together.
Before it is any system we can weather.
Please hear me out.
Because I am not just here to spout.

I am telling no lie.
Maybe it will be done long after I die.
Could you just apply.
All my lessons and reverb a reply.

I know the secrets behind their lies.
In the end must we all give this more than just three tries.
You know I can hate no one.
In the end I hope we can all become one.
Written by
Eric Babsy  40/M/NC
(40/M/NC)   
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