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Drown
10:27
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Industry as nature,
Smoke blackens the sky.
The lay of the land,
Buried under grey.
Momuments of no creator,
To nothing but natural beauty,
Replaced by those of greed.
The sea as encroacher,
The time is upon us,
She's come to reclaim,
All that we destroyed.
Nothing will be done,
The first to suffer are no investment,
No care for humanity.
Our heartless culture,
Only endless profit, only endless growth
Growth 'til all collapses.
The bleakest of futures is our reality.
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