All good things come to an end,
Then we await others,
But what message does it send,
When the ending events
Hardly bothers others?
Today,
It's decline without end,
Of values, feelings
Nothing seems to matter,
But to a Few that must gather,
Values to defend,
Before all decency and good
Are shattered!
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