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Dec 08, 2023
Honestly it pains me a lot, That times have become evil; Now all love, care and respect; Remain with the fabricated trend.
Friendship is a plot contingent, Relations lack feel and sense; Sincerity too loses its very soul, Now conscience isn't preference.
Possibly the time demands so, But it pains humanity as well; Poor realization surely comes, But then only calamities prevail.
Why does one gravely forget, That theirs is an ephemeral stay; However proud of us, we are, We're merely the puppets of clay.
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