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I. the Genesis...
Spaces were filled with air,
Birds sang the song of life
Birds sang the song of death.

Rivers of unworth obliterations,
Separated the earth from the stratosphere,
Ravished beings reeled in the middle,
In the middle, absorbed beings made of flesh.

Inequitably punished beings,
Are fostered with water and pain.

Pieces of saturated smirks,
Formed the sneering,
Towards the earthly being.

The sneering of the earth,
Deafened them.

How close is the underland,
How a shadow.
Knocks in their ears impulsively,
Knocks but they can not hear.
To them, there is silence.

The calling of the earth,
Has grown its roots,
The raven of the desired immolation,
Mutters: you are all mine

III.the (Un)Happy ending....

The being is made of repressed fears,
Created to love,
Destined to hate
While constructing the oldest self.

Another Day On Earth

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