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Love, hate Death, fate Searching, hiding Never finding. If I could ask just one small thing I'd beg the human race not to ring. Go back to your secluded place Just unlock that hidden grace. Though the people are all around Their love and peace do not abound. War is always surrounding us All the destruction is just a plus. We all know of the problems in the world Around the sun it has always twirled. There's no need to lie We all know the end is nigh.