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Curtains are pulled for protection To hide what we don’t want to be seen To shade us from investigation To protect us from reality   But is it any safer to be in the dark? To stay in just one place?
Happiness is an internal thing. all of the money in the world can't fulfill the thirst a human soul has for joy, for peace.
The light is cold. The day is dark. The only thought I have, a spark. The only breath I breathe, my mark. In this ever-changing world.   The mirror is the truth, my face.
This is an empty chair. And on above, the light burns long, as Distracted drones its song and you wait, with anticipating eye.   Here is your chance at life. I AM waiting, you’re delaying
I have a dream that one day all can be happy and the children That is all that matters to me
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