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Earth

too much madness too much sadness bring me serenity bring me peace when will my anxiety finally cease I ask for just some gladness I try to secure my identity I try to exclude negativity This stirring and restlessness within me bubbles with frustration What can be the key? To be securely free Oh, what a mess is this earthly creation so it seems to me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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