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Post by coochiesnatcher on Aug 16, 2021 13:41:07 GMT
The world is choking in a mist of smoke
But the tree is not dying
From the fire that burns down below
But the tree is not dying
And you are dying
And I am dying
The skies are turning red
When the bones are shattered
And autumn comes
They are dead
And we are dead
Beware, beware
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