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Come, let's reason
Come, let's reason together,
The season is nigh,
Now is the time of harvest,
The sower is ready to gather.
The fruits are ripe yet tasteless,
The trees are firm but sick,
The leaves are green yet wilted,
The nuts are cracked open but still burnt.
Is there room for hope?
For this is the downfall of rome,
The kids are lost and dey roam,
Feed us the breads in loaves.
Tell me is this the time?
Even tits and tats are themed,
Tell us where is the theme used?
For peace is meant to be our theme.
Come rain, come shine
After the rain, we are locked still
What timeline is this?
© wolfey
The season is nigh,
Now is the time of harvest,
The sower is ready to gather.
The fruits are ripe yet tasteless,
The trees are firm but sick,
The leaves are green yet wilted,
The nuts are cracked open but still burnt.
Is there room for hope?
For this is the downfall of rome,
The kids are lost and dey roam,
Feed us the breads in loaves.
Tell me is this the time?
Even tits and tats are themed,
Tell us where is the theme used?
For peace is meant to be our theme.
Come rain, come shine
After the rain, we are locked still
What timeline is this?
© wolfey
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