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How many times must this man turn his path, till’ he finds the right one for himself?

Oh and how many skies must the pilot fly, till’ he sees his sun shine upon his face

And how many songs must Mr. Dylan sing till’ his message is reached to your ear?

The answer Mr. Dylan is not blowing in the wind but how may we change for us all

Oh and how many times must the big brother fall before you learn from your mistakes?

Mr. Dylan that white dove shall not sleep, S&G the boxer shall not prevail 

and the sound of silence will never come.

Goodbye Don, and to the men drinking whiskey and rye

The jester may you return the thorny crown to the King
This poem is about: 
Our world

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LorlueYang

Nice poem. Keep doing and when you notice it you are the BEST. 

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