We are a fallen race never keeping the pace to worried about losing face always caring about what is in the case constantly trying to find an ace soon we all will be in a vase sitting peacefully above a fireplace we are all losing the race time is setting the pace We are a fallen race
Reason for writing:
the world is dying and we are to busy to care about it.
people die and the world keeps going, some day that will change.
Birth sign: Not entered
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