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Sphere of chaos


 

We all cry, laugh, and love

We all are born with nothing, and we all leave this world with nothing.

If I were to change something in this sphere of chaos

It would simply be social classes.

If I were to change and by change I mean eliminating social classes this world would be

The Sphere of Peace

How so? You might ask.

Social classes only categorizes each other

Rather than uniting each other.

Why not close the gap between the rich and the poor

And open the door of equality and modesty?

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