This oh so peculiar world
Is crumbling beneath our feet
Safely chained to our desks, we are....
Our safe northern motherland
Hidden among the shadows
Indeed, the crumbling news
Of catastrophes well documented
Rattling chains keep us at bay
Why? Because....one day this world
Will be ours to rule, just then.
We can break such chains of cold truths...
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