Home
I want to come home
But I can’t,
Everything is gone
Everything is dead
The ocean has dried up
The land has eroded,
Trees, animals, all life as we know it
Is dead and decaying
No rhyme can express my sorrow
For the future I see,
If we don’t do something now
There will be no fixing it
I want to come home
But I can’t,
Everything is gone
Everything is dead
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