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The last letter from mankind.
The world was given to us carved and abused.
Faith is gone, all we need is to be amused.
Lonely is the soul of the wanderer that travels across the plain.
He feels only sorrow and sadness for the leeched lands of gain.
The eyes of the truth see what is left of what once was great.
No fish will ever again take aim for your bait.
Even the bugs you didn’t want to have around.
Those you miss even now, there is no sound.
No more wind rustling leaves.
Not even souls to grieve.
The world is death and only winds and sands are left.
But don’t blame faith for it is our own responsibility, our theft.
We are the ones that reaped the world of all its beauty.
All in the name of our Country, Nation, King and duty.
So if by chance you find this letter traveler from realms afar.
Know than that it was us who left this world its scar.
Annons
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