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You come into this world and call it your own.
You rule it and murder everyone.
You chop down all our beautiful trees in minutes.
Build your abominations that you call creations.
You think and do what you please.
Haven't you done enough damage?
Haven't you killed enough?
Please,
Just leave this already forsaken world,
Leave whatever little I have left,
Please.
You rule it and murder everyone.
You chop down all our beautiful trees in minutes.
Build your abominations that you call creations.
You think and do what you please.
Haven't you done enough damage?
Haven't you killed enough?
Please,
Just leave this already forsaken world,
Leave whatever little I have left,
Please.
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