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The ancient Mayans said, that twenty twelve
Is going to be the last on Earth.
On that prediction, people didn’t dwell,
We didn’t go back, we just went forth.
Now, we are in year twenty thirteen,
And bad predictions now are all beat.
The sun is brighter, it has ever been,
The victories are tasting very sweet.
Don’t trust predictions, dear friends, stay strong,
And do whatever heart and soul desire.
The Earth will stay in solar system long,
It will survive the quakes, the floods, the fires.

May 3, 2013

© By Igor Packer


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