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This World


We are't perfect, and so isn't this world. We seem to fight each other, but it makes an impact on this world. We have the power of love and hate, and it is all expressed in this world. Oh, this world of ours. There is beauty brought upon us, by this world. Disasters effect us, and as it effects this world. Tears and blood shed, as we breathe in this world. Oh, this world we live in. We receive, as this world just gives. Oh, this world. Oh, this world. Please forgive us. We all die, and so will this world some day...
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martin000888
This is just a poem on how i see this world.

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