Change is coming see it fly

You see the flowers that bloom than died, change is coming see it fly .

You see the impact on lives when others die , change is coming see it fly .

When it flys it flys so high like the clouds in the sky,

it blossoms as if it is it's own flower blossoming in to

a mighty plant. See plant the seed of new beingnnings ,

cover it up with dirt of hope, and water with love and soul.

Life it self is what you make it so why wouldn't you let it fly?

People are changing history is not remaining yet dangeling,

understand the statement you make and the foot print you leave,

lives long after your gone.  Not die as you swifel throught the duist in the air

, not collect and be worthless.

 

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