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Wicked World's End

Some are wicked, though they are wise,
in their hearts they despise.
The world turns, hear the thunder,
as they kill and as they plunder.
While reckless hearts of evil burn,
they being hard to discern.
The truth to find will have to wait
until the end, the judgment date.
What's hidden behind an awful plot,
just about any lie can be bought.
The earth to crumble, washed ashore,
the end will come to be no more.  


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