The World 


The world, does it seem like a new beginning?
How man has gone and the birds are no longer singing?
Run, it’s all broken, the ending has become a silver lining.
Like how the water dries in the desserts burning binding.
The stars no longer shine and the moon no longer fades but discloses upon this ending day.
The world, it seems like a new beginning, but humbled in its dew, a roaring ending. 

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