In here I am speaking of a world I do not personally know, yet only can imagine. In time, though we, with knowledge of what is real may slowly strive to then appreciate change, and center our world with ‘love’

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We did know her pain

witnesses of vacancy

in the Man that spoke

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watch and learn and cry

for no other reason why

except to accept

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time is a rule now

learned with years of sacrifice

these blues so sweet sing

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when last we spoke you

suggested lies forgiven

yet still your eyes play

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Society breathe

spark imagination wake

our proclivity

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listen to passions

jazzy instrumental speak

loud cry on this love!