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Artificial Life

Stars in the sky replaced by artificial light
Our species a constant blight
The process of being man made
No room to be saved
A world left without higher power
A desolate hillside wilting wildflowers
It was once said beauty is nature
Destroying it must have seemed safer
Mankind is a pencil without an eraser
World leaders say fuck it we'll fix it later
Written by Dead_Poet
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