Before The World Will Go Astray
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Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken
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A fragile balance,
held by threads of unseen hands.
Each breath, each step,
a quiet echo in the vastness.
The earth hums softly,
its pulse steady yet strained,
whispering warnings
in the language
of storms and silence.
Eyes look forward,
but seldom within.
Hands build towers,
yet forget to show kindness.
Before the world shifts,
before the horizon breaks,
there is still time---
a fleeting moment to choose.
To pause,
to listen,
to remember the weight of a single promise.
Before the world will go astray.
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