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Global warming.
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Dictation.
Bring with them day and little thinking that night;
the morning air makes me a special one.
The darkness is thick as for the evening,
the rain falls in the spring threshold.
The end of the year approach towards decency
Whisky and bubbles was absent.
Poor man turns before is too late
Mother Nature dries like a sponge
Slow winter rain falls,
And as is already green grass.
It is the second day of January and darkness catches you.
What once seemed incredibly strung on wire
the planet is a former leader, kind of crazy.
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