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Dec 2018
Yes, we are humans,
Come out of the sky.
Come to bring life,
To live, and then die.

Come to bring ruin,
And come to rule.
We will be kindest
Masters most cruel.

Come to destroy,
Teach, and placate.
And those below humans
Come on a plate.
Rory Mels Tims
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Rory Mels Tims  14/F/Here
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