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The Invention

two different forces collided and made an invention,
either a gift of perfection or the fruit of failure
and seen as ending with a fatal obsession,
an early corrosion or a late destruction.

the sun gives its fresh light to make it sweet,
and sometimes thunder come to let it use its wit,
and when the weather change the course of the wind,
there come falling is the rain - the right time to weep.

when man lost part of such, he would grab for other's
this invention transformed this Earth to be full of avengers,
and when the weight of struggles led to an unexpected end,
the foolish mankind will try to bring it back.

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this is the root of all illness of mankind..this invention called LIFE!!!! (sighs..)

"man is naturally good"

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