The flowers are withering.
The trees are burning
Women and children are crying.
Everyone are dying.
Suddenly, the happenings around the world is just like a show.
A show full of fears.
Performers flowed with tears,
Knowing that the ending is near.
And finally, the performance is ending.
Curtains' finally closing.
And every single one of us, dying.
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