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I was just thinking

Why we never agree

A person could circle the globe

Returning to this very tree

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This planet now feels super small

Yet we share no common ground

We disappear in our far flung positions

Into the distance, never to be found

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No corners or ends, just going ‘round

A mighty walkabout of exploration

With my discoveries, sharing freely

Me glorious, full of exultation

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Skies choking, boiling with hate

Truth glistens in the rays of sunshine

The seas part by diverging views

Disappearing beyond the coastline

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If dinosaurs fell over the edge

Why can’t nationalists follow?

Goose-steppers spouting lies

Sheep always willing to swallow