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Sep 1
oh, how much hope i had
entering a world that is mad
hoping there's time to fix this,
created by human existence.
i am an alien
not claiming to be one of them
realizing...
the stars aren't aligning,
the smoke is rapidly rising
oh, how much hope i had
The world isn't as utopian as we imagine. So many problems we are facing, as our life is ticking. We got to make a change now, or else the future generations would react as aliens to our "home".
bella nena
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bella nena  15/F
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