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Feb 2019
Sometimes i look through my windows
The trees and its shadows
The birds and what its shows
The sky and the winds it blows

Then i look through my door
Then i saw the trees
That used to be there
Gone eaten by the greedy humans

For what?
To what end?
Nothing is the same anymore
It all been gone

I hope there are humans
Who are brave enough
To againts the current
And stop this

I hope there are people
Who are brave enough
To fight for the better end
I hope...
GRAVE27
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GRAVE27  17/M/Indonesia
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