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Jan 2020
I wasn’t ready for this big old world
Some were back again, but I wasn’t told
Others couldn’t cope, not being so dope
They didn’t answer calls, just hung up by a rope
The born again and believers in reincarnation
Saw a revelation or got the wrong interpretation
Figuring out their downfall, once they recall
Well, that’s what they think, the last time again

It’s such a wonderful place, even if it’s a rat race
People are running about, children lying about
The world and the environment, I now doubt
Schools, Magazines, even TV, show that place
Where we all get along, we dare not disagree
But we were given a choice, God’s gift to him, her and me
Did he lie, was she joking, is this not the case
Should I still pray, to be able to enter home base
Written by
Mark
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