I know why the world improves in centimeters:
Human beings are nothing but evil.
They say it's okay,
Lie to your face as if knowing better,
But we all pay, every people.
There are stars in our minds,
Distractions from sleeping,
Perfection, ultimate attainment,
Yet in the ocean
Someone is weeping.
In the ocean,
Someone stopped breathing.
The lifeless bodies float
By cruise ships, boats,
And someone pokes
Row after row.
Thus, the person next to me spoke—
“She gets into a fight this episode! ”
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