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Coming of age / the coming Storm / come to Me

Weathering the coming Storm
is just the Beginning.
The Chaos in which we were born,
a Sign of Us not winning.
Humanity, thou have no Outs,
so seek thyself, find your Doubts,
for Resolution used to be
a source of endless Misery:
Every act, just more pollution,
Every slaughter - revolution,
Every lawsuit - savage gist,
Every slash|ed teenage wrist
leads Us to finally concede,
to our innermost Degree,
to what hence grows from You and Me,
Humankind's Fatality.
Written by Ankyroth
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