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RE: Steemit Poetry Contest #12 + Winners of #11!
My Entry :)
The End is Near
It's been a long time,
Since I saw our future.
The world will not live to see it,
The Sun will rise; beautiful and rapture.
The lives that were precious,
more precious than diamond or gold;
they will soon disappear
from the Earth; so called our world.
We think we are not worried,
but deep down scared we feel.
Don't lose hope. The past doesn't change,
but the future can be.