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End of the world
End of the world
I looked out the window
and saw it coming.
The thought occurred to me-
to go run and hide in
the basement.
I walked outside
into the street and
looked up at
the sky.
I looked out the window
and saw it coming.
The thought occurred to me-
to go run and hide in
the basement.
I walked outside
into the street and
looked up at
the sky.
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