Sep 21
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They Won't Now



                            The water looks of glass

                       As the sun descends real slow     

                  A tear rolls down my cold cheek
    

                      I inhale the pure icy air

Far along the lake, I see ducklings swimming in a row

   They don’t know
                  They won’t until it happens
                                 When the sun will never come up again

                And flowers will close

                

                When the fish float belly up

                  And the world will cover with snow
                      When the world goes mad

                     And fires are here and there
                      When the ocean dries up

                And there are no species to spare
                       When the world is ending

                    These ducklings won’t know
     Within 24 hours
                  

                                        This earth is expected to go
 
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