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Apr 2013
Brace yourself, for the end is near.
To the people, this will end in fear.
Running around and screaming,
Some people might think their dreaming.
The end is near, it's all our fault,
our time left here comes to a halt.
Time will stop, and everything we know,
will flash before us like a TV show.
Maggie Unser
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