It has been recorded time and again, but we learn nothing and must begin again. They cover their eyes and ears. They just run forward year after year. The edge of the cliff comes up fast, but we just refuse to slow down and will not pay attention to the past. So as the clock ticks towards midnight, the check will soon have to be paid. The question is to whom will the bill be given, who will be left to pick up the tab in a world gone mad.
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 9:39 PM UTC
It has been recorded time and again, but we learn nothing and must begin again. They cover their eyes and ears. They just run forward year after year. The edge of the cliff comes up fast, but we just refuse to slow down and will not pay attention to the past. So as the clock ticks towards midnight, the check will soon have to be paid. The question is to whom will the bill be given, who will be left to pick up the tab in a world gone mad.
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