Waiting for the Great Destruction

Tepid days

Slow moving

Grayness rules

My world of lost

Hope and courage

Nothing to hope for

Just an eternal wait for

Spring and new options

That might never come

Soon the destruction of

Nature will overtake and

Change the nature of this

Place

Only organised

People will live here

Paying a lot of money

For being unhappy

But successful

The world will erase

Their memory

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