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A quarter second to midnight yet we’re still here.. I don’t believe, I’m sure this world is pure.. The end is not up to them, the one percent of rich human… Too rich to care at all.. Waiting for this world to fall. Greater powers exist The universe will resist.
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Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 7:53 PM UTC
Nuclear Threats
A quarter second to midnight yet we’re still here.. I don’t believe, I’m sure this world is pure.. The end is not up to them, the one percent of rich human… Too rich to care at all.. Waiting for this world to fall. Greater powers exist The universe will resist.
Traveler 🧳 Tim
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63/M/Armenian
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 7:53 PM UTC
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