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Repair humanity

In the maze of modern times,
Where haste and hustle blur the lines,
We've lost the art of being kind,
let's rewind.

Greed, like a shadow, dark and cold,
Turns hearts away from love to gold.
Let's mend the cracks with hands entwined,
let's be kind.

The planet cries beneath our feet,
Its oceans choke, its temperatures beat.
With conscious choices, let's align,
it's time.

Absurd it seems, the race we run,
Forgetting we're all truly one.
In every soul, let's seek to find,
peace of mind.

So let's stand up, let's start today,
In little acts, in big ways.
For every gesture, let's be inclined,
let's be mankind.

Ahoi human beings!
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