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[title] => Save the ozone
[time] => 2016-07-18 16:49:07
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[bodytext] => The ashen winter has made it stormy and cold
I/'/ve been without a hand to hold
All alone in a big ol/'/ house
It/'/s been so quiet there/'/s not even a peep from a mouse
The trees are dying, the barks failing off
All the while people will only scoff
The ozone is fine the people say,
We will live another day
As I sit here collecting water from the lake
I think about all the mistakes I/'/ve made
Putting pollution in the water and sky
All I can think about is the dreadful goodbye
When the water is dry and the sun don/'/t shine
And there/'/s only black in this world of mine
I won/'/t be able to take a breath
Until my everlasting death.
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