No light
Nothing bright
Just the world turning and crashing
The creatures slashing
Is their hope?
The world can't be cleaned with any soap
What will happen with no sight?
Will we reach a new height?
Everyone, everything bashing
The world slowly mashing
Creatures who continue to moap
How shall we cope?
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Author:
Ashley25 (
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