consciousness
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When the birds fly south We will know when summer ends But when they fly away and are never seen again Will that be out extinction Will nature and creation take care of other species And leave to face the eternal darkness all alone. This is a warning Maybe a foreboding I know not what…
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I won’t abide by your ethics Or by your corrupting ways, I won’t live by your morals Or your exploiting displays Your society based on division Is archaic and arcane I won’t be controlled by you Nor by your corrupting ways I won’t be twisted or distorted Neither beaten down or cowed I won’t be…

