EXISTENCE
Hanging between what and when,
We are loosing our existence,
Of human,
LIke a smoke from a chimney,
Same ways, same gaol,
But why we are becoming different,
Why are we running behind an illusion,
Why we lost our love
Love among mankind,
Think about our existence,
Save our existence
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