The Ways
The world is melting
The air is thin
The streets are filled with bloodshed
Animals are crying
Plants are dying
The world will never be safe again
People seek hearts
People seek comfort
People will never find their purpose
People stick in the shadows
People never want to step in the light
People turn their backs on the world
Be the light for those who stay in the shadows
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