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We young are left alone By those older than us, those too Complacent to act and save our world Too unconcerned to leave us With a future worth living. The loneliness of anxiety Leaves us brittle and vulnerable. Who can find fault with us when We wish for a corner to retreat And forget the world? Can't we ask for relief from Worry about a world They have thrown off balance? Some place of calm before we face The distress of our tomorrow. Can't we expect concern from those Who brought us into the world? Those who are now leaving us to Carry the weight of this world.
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