From Paradise
we roll the dice,
The chance to thrive
has locked us in-
-To strife, we're bound
but not a sound,
The cretins last,
the wise unfound.
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We once were one,
we once were small.
T'was all for one
and one for all.
That once ensconced,
but all at once,
What once was once,
has gone...
We fall.
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Too many
this earth,
Too many
to change,
Too many
unsure,
Too many
abstain.
A burden
to many,
A burden
the brain,
A burden
the brave
we'll never sustain.
A burden
the brave
And cursed
we remain.
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