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Dec 2018
Look inside and you’ll find no depth
Only the same kind of repetitive
No originality or charm to admire
The monotony of human beings this poem’ll inspire
Leading no revolutionary life, going down not higher
It’s hard to connect in a world on fire
Burning and crumbling with no left desire
For change, only greed
The end becomes nigher
Written by
Sienna  F/Past
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