All That Matters You and Me
Nothing is not to describe the situation
I have nothing to do with the situation
The situation has something to do with me
Clean up all the mess, she says stringently
I must save you from death just like I would save my children
I must show them the way to save everyone’s children
There is no one else but you who can change it
We were polished to perfection, chosen, given,
The equipment that has got the conclusion
To all pains and fears, and all those dying deer’s
We could kill it, possibly?
We don’t want to, certainly.
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