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The spring brings milk and honey The season of love and birth But we crave lust and money And forget each moments worth
When? When will the world learn How to expect a favor in return? Why does everything we do Need not benefit us too? What’s wrong with spinning a lie, Especially, if it’s how you get by?
It's such a shame when the open palm that reached out for what you have,
I feel like you look for messages engraved in the cliche i don't like it but it seems to work. this is straight forward. i miss my metaphors tired and hungry I can't help but wonder
In our world today
This imperatively imparted knowledge This so-called apparent benefit to the scholarly mind -to a decent life This invisible influence on material happiness