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The yard cock welcomed the new day with his crow for the last time. Gifts so cute were wrapped in gift paper.  With everything collapsed, the last page is now finally turned and time is never turned back again.

The earth begins turning around her own axle in accelerated speed and time. With wild winds blowing destructively, infrastructures soon lie sown widely as junk and rubble. The people and nations now unscrupulously interfere in each other’s affairs. The war is immense and the blood lies thick and sticky.

The last bit of reason and peace is now despised contemptuously. While the United Nations betray each other heartlessly. Sunken, stranded war- and trade-ships block the entrances to docks and bays. In the harbour loading zone, trade-goods are not loaded anymore.

The shop shelves are now standing empty and bleak. In the playpark there are no happy children on the swings. While the country-flag are flying half-mast and sad. With the sound of guns reloading incessantly, again and again. The masses do not allow the governments or authorities to soothe them anymore.

Farm, countryside, town and city are sown with corpses everywhere. Yes, because the yard-cock has welcomed the new day with his crow for the last time. Look, for this period the tap of prosperity is closed forever.