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Sep 2019
The World’s damaged!

Humans are the virus,
forcing toxins through It’s veins,
Idly observing,
as we keep inflicting pain,
Eradicating co-inhabitants,
time and again,
We raise to ****,
and **** to raise.

Our thirst for more,
is ******* The World dry,
We’ve poisoned It’s blood,
acid It now cries,
We’ve pierced Its shell,
although some call “Lie!”,
We’ve ignored the symptoms,
The World’s about to flatline...
Written by
Ben Tol  21/M/London
(21/M/London)   
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