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| | I still remember the sky of my youth. |
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| | and the infinite expanse of hope, |
| | | quenched lovingly by rain, |
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| | falling from merciful clouds, |
| | | guided by the winds of a new day. |
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| | | How long have we been sleepwalking... |
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| | in this collective amnesia... |
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| | the projected images of their reality? |
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| | | Where's the paint job?... |
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| | | We may have been blind-sided... |
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| | | to your lame explanations, |
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| | | and your politics of hate. |
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| | Have you run out of room on this planet for war? |
| | | So now you have to take it outside. |
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| | Fog the sky, as you will, |
| | | but you can never cloud... |
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| | the universal truths that live deep within our hearts and minds... |
| | | deeper than your indoctrinations. |
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| | | that not even you can alter.... |
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| | Whatever awaits us beyond your matrix, |
| | | No matter how long the tentacles of your manipulation can reach... |
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| | your efforts will crumble under the weight of your brazen miscalculations.... |
| | | For, KINDNESS is strength. |
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| | Humility is intelligence. |
| | | LOVE is the most powerful force. |
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| | | You will not steal my day. |
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