Breathe
The debris flying everywhere
Nothing left but ashes
Hearing others scream
Wishing this was a dream
No survivors
Have could God do this
Have man fight man
Hold your breath and count to ten
One........
Two........
Three......
Four.......
Five.......
Six........
Seven......
Eight......
Nine.......
The world hasn't come to an end
So Breathe
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