We will bury the fruits of our youth, for in our folly we age with disgrace, from vision and hopes to destruction and dominance, we will never reach the stars for we lack the imagination for innovation, we toil our lives away so those on top can play, never have we taken the chance to say, if we never grew up we would have never given up, for this evolution of time is a delusion chasing a dime, we left the playground as wounded kids to die in fields as soldiers of doom, we took our summers and killed the land, now everything is hot as sand, from trees and grass to towers and roads, we have learned to destroy all hope;

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