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WINNER
Every beauty, becoming dead…
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A trail of destruction is left behind,
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Every footstep that you walk
A TRAIL OF
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Where everywhere you tread, O
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Innocence can be deceit,
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An imprint, left on the ground, Each footstep leaving its mark, Yet never to be found… By humans and their lying hearts,
Lana Carter Paramita Shen
Made of ice cold rock, They turn a blind eye to their horrible work, Time still ticking on the clock…
Smiling their smiles, laughing their laughs, Living their ‘ignorant’ lives, But everything a human touches, Inevitably, eventually dies… Our oceans, polluted with plastic, Animals dying here and there, We stand, in the middle of it all, One hundred percent aware… Yet we turn our heads still knowing, All the problems that we’ve caused, We focus on the things we haven’t yet killed, All the wonders and awe… Of everything that will soon be gone, Unless we change our ways, And force ourselves to open our eyes, To things that will do less than amaze… Turn away from the beautiful things, The world that we want to see, And look at the problems we know are there, Animals dying in the sea… Innocence can be deceit, Where everywhere you tread, A trail of destruction is left behind, Our planet soon to be dead. 6
