It was a long time ago when I came to my sense.
My lore grows in a unique way.
People can't understand what I am thinking.
Its just I can't fit in this best world nature offer.
Storm blew me.
The tornado spins me around up in the air. The hurricane hit houses
builds office humans and nature it self.
War taking place every where in the world unstoppable booming nuclear weapons carry by powerful countries.
The blue sky transform into darkness. Starvation killed millions of humans.
I am still here stand matching to way the best.
Why can these countries be happy with what nature offer?
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