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Earth is Not a Place to Murder

They say the world is coming to an ending and all of us will pay the ultimate price for this land of chains that we’re often pretending to be God’s garden. We’re just throwing the dice. They say the world is coming to an end for we’re all like gambling thieves playing around with demons. We all got banned from beauty. And the poor Earth just grieves. They say the world is coming to an ending for we’re planting guilty ignorance seeds. Earthquakes, fires and floods are extending. Earth is not a place to murder. Poor baby, it bleeds. Let’s stop making Earth a place in disgrace by giving ourselves questionable pleasures and alibis it’s time for new beginnings and a good human race. For there’s not a dry eye in the world. So… we need this compromise.
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Written by
irene_77cj
48 / F / Romania
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Written by
irene_77cj
48 / F / Romania
Published
Feb 4, 2020
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23·138
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#world#disgrace#planetearth#ignorance#humanity#compromise#sadness#death
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