Climate Crisis

I’m snowing
Nothing close to the rain I’ve rained before
With the thunders I’ve thundered
There’s only cold, silence
And mist
Hiding everything around me
Because I don’t want to see
But I don’t want to forget

That love is a disease
And I am healed
That love is a lie
And I am lying

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