A New Age

A New Age
Tragedy runs in our veins, darling
It is all we are good for
The Anthropocene, our time, will be remembered as
The Age of Tears
But I hope that with enough tears
A flood will rise
And cleanse our filthy souls
That one day we will be pure again
In this new epoch, optimism will not be obsolete

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