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Thanks to those who've tried to make the world a better place, But it's too little, too late to save the human race. I know it's a shock, but I'm racing against the clock. I must rid the universe of this utter disgrace. I've been watching you for many thousands of years Through all of the senseless bloodshed and millions of tears. You never stopped to think, until you were right on the brink. And even then, you didn't know the end was so near. I've given you many chances throughout history. Why you've squandered every one of them is still a mystery. I'll give you one last shot, before I cast the lot Into a downward spiral of eternal misery. I truly hope that you have the strength to prove me wrong By working together in order to get along. I've given you a home, and a world in which to roam. Now, show me that, in this vast universe, you belong.

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