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Nothing is left to find We know it all The explorers are dead Nothing is magical anymore We already know where we are going And we're not leaving We're conciled to this part of the Universe which we've already managed to destroy The heat has arrived, to    torch our land and it's too      late Now Hell comes to us. -------------------------- AHB |  9.08.2018.
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Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
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Nothing is left to find We know it all The explorers are dead Nothing is magical anymore We already know where we are going And we're not leaving We're conciled to this part of the Universe which we've already managed to destroy The heat has arrived, to    torch our land and it's too      late Now Hell comes to us. -------------------------- AHB |  9.08.2018.
A poem about how we are slowly destroying the planet and how we seemly seem to do too little, too late.
#climate#the#world#destroying#hell#time#history#politics
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Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
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