World so Wrong
Nothing seems to be right anymore,
Nothing makes sense,
In this deplorable mess.
I know it to my core,
Things will always come back to this.
However much they care,
I will still have unsaid things.
In a world so wrong...
I ask you:
How do you get along?
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