Friday, May 9, 2014
Apocalypse Comments
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When the world becomes a lonely widow,
and all souls murdered no tomorrow,
buried in a cold desolate dirt,
no one to sing a rapso to mother earth,
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7/23/2025 3:04:10 AM # 1.0.0
Nicely written piece. I also wish to never see this day.