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Given: Jan 5, 2023 at 6:04am
Length: 945 Characters |
872 w/o WritingML
It is indeed a multidimensional poem. Our senses as a human are gradually decreasing. If the pattern continues, we will see humanity's last funeral soon. We do not want to see the darkest day, but our attitudes tend otherwise.
Is there no scope to come back again from the edge of certain disasters? If our good senses awaken again, we may rectify ourselves. But those possibilities are getting blurred each day. Though we wish to see the end of humanity, that day is coming near due to our faults.
The emotional poet conscious us again before we reach the corner of severe destruction. But, is it enough not? Remember, our condense is in an in-depth aura. It is very tough to refresh it but not impossible. At least, we should think positively until the last moment comes. That lurking which the poet gives us is the demand of present circumstances.
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