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the moon the skies these distant things that have our eyes we should adjust our gaze end our unjust ways limited are our final days look around focus down or in the earth's rath we will drown technology proud egotistic and loud our nature to over-croud toxic pollution no action towards solution the food chain needs a new revolution for all these years earth met life's every need but it can't keep up with human greed we'll graze it down to the very last seed

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