Humans Think

Human believe, human live, and they also think

They think of their emotions

They think of themselves

Human are so full of greed

Full of hate full disease

Filled with nothing to make them happy

And so they still think

They still believe

They still search

Wanted to find the something with the nothing

To find or to not be found is the reach

So we all think, and so we all believe 

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