Little World Revolve

Poem By Patience

Grow while you're dying
Life is to evolve
Sleep while you're lying
This place has gotten old
What's a frail minority
Dying to behold
Lucky lambs crying
Dying to be told

Nothing will protect them from the heat, laser-eye
How the clouds carry ice so the valley keeps nice
Rich on drought and the river runs dry
Take a deeper breath when the tragedy strikes
Seek without regret the secrets of life,

Why the sky down south burns gold
Does that planet know the truth
You electric too?

I'm magnetic proof of the stars in the soup
Can you see my little world revolve?

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