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History stands still, but time seems to be flying Our world is selling a product and I'm not buying Panic, hate and fear knocking to serve at my door Watching others with plates out asking for more People hungry for sorrow and thirsty for pain Kindness, light and sensibilities lay quietly slain The earth is on fire in every sense of the word No answers or hope just the utterly absurd
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 6:13 PM UTC
Utterly absurd
History stands still, but time seems to be flying Our world is selling a product and I'm not buying Panic, hate and fear knocking to serve at my door Watching others with plates out asking for more People hungry for sorrow and thirsty for pain Kindness, light and sensibilities lay quietly slain The earth is on fire in every sense of the word No answers or hope just the utterly absurd
This year is hell. There seems to be no end in sight. It's feel like a dream so much that has happened in 2020. So much rhetoric and so much hate. No end in sight.
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 6:13 PM UTC
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