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Where There Is Smoke

It all burns


We have set it on fire ourselves

And we will burn too

It’ll catch up to us


Will fill the lungs

Of the ones left

After the blaze

This world of ours

It’s on fire



And everyone is too busy

Watching their screens

To notice the smoke.


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