Unusual Times
Merging into one all hours of the elliptical chaos
As returns the old saying
Simple may it seem
What we need is water and some thing to eat
People to meet
If we are covered in greed
Upcomes the fleet
Innocent individuals loose their lives
Like a Russian roulette
Revealed we are as numbers
No longer do we take for granted
What we had...
To this day
Nothing will ever be the same.
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