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This piece here is something of an oddity among my meager works. While I generally try to create a rhythm and pattern (as most songwriters do), this one has neither of those things.
The fumes rise, The inferno burns on, The ice is melting, Soon it will be gone, Islands will drown, As sea levels rise, Lives will be lost, Hurricanes cover the skies, Fires burning, Fishing in...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. The flowers are dying. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. Can't you see them weep. No your blind as if you sleep. Can't you see as they don't keep. Your like death as you reap. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~.