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Dreams that once glittered,
Are now shattered.
The star that once shined brighter than the sun
Burnt out a while ago.

Everything feels much colder,
Much lonelier.
I wish,
Things weren't this way.

The rainbow that was once colorful,
Has now turned black, gray, and white.
the life that once flourished in this part of the land,
Has slowly suffered and died.

What has happened?
Too much?
Who cares?
Not enough.