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Dear people of the world,
The World, Listen, please.
To Me. 
To Us.
To Everyone.
For everyone who cares enough.
We’re crying for our lives that may be at stake.
The World, which will be destroyed because of hate.
They’re all gonna kill us, and we’ll be dead.
No “One more chance.”
The chances are gone after It.
For us who survived
Probably will die of cancer.
Lucky? 
You might suffer a heart failure-
Oh, your heart that which only sees us as objects.
If I'm being honest.
...
No breakthrough that will occur,
Two immature men laughing themselves off til’
 The bomb owns their soul.
Along with the many precious souls now put to slumber.
People are forgetting how to be humble.
They mumble words that hurt.
We're weak because we're KIDS.
People hid us from view.
Told, "We don't know any better."
We just tag along, because what were we supposed to do 
under their Possession.
Oh, this suppression!
Please listen to our wails,
Future wedding bells, 
Dead silence.
No alliances to help.
We're divided.
Innocent kids turned to depressed ghosts.
They're told they don't belong
They just walk along.
While everyone listens to an old man's delusions.
 
  Please!  Help!  Us!
We want to live to see the none existent shine a sun in a winter sky.
'Cause at least we can grow to see beauty in everything.
 
~Neveah Liv
 
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