Wed, 03/22/2023 - 13:50 -- hunterI

they say the universe is endless

but then that causes people to be reckless

tell people that there is no need to jealous

of those who have better parents

you also dont need to ask questions

but all of this chaos makes me restless

because life is too precious

without the cruel intentions


This poem is about: 
Our world


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