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Dying World.

Dying world, dying happenings Craziness, wickedness, laziness, Changing greener pastures to adventures Of doom. I behold everything, i don't need to be told, Nothing can be trusted, nothing is committed These indeed is death, this is a dying world. The leaders are not our dreams, depending On them is nay. The glory men love so much, fades away Like cube of sugar in the tea, It so happens because glory is meant for the creator, Who gives water and air. I behold hope for those who are upright, For they alone will smile, when others are Hopeless, hopelessness brings fearfulness, There after, something worst than danger. These things i see, These things i know, Indeed the world is dying. ================================ As Carolyn Devonshire would put it, "i fear for the future of the world"

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Date: 11/14/2010 2:34:00 PM
I guess the world dies in a sense. Things come and go over time just as a sugar cube dissolves into tea. It is what we do to revive this dying world that counts. It is our actions that will show the outcome. Love mom
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Date: 11/13/2010 5:04:00 AM
Nice thoughts quite provoking on the dying world, charles
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