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The World

The world may hold many things, a choice we make when we wake up everyday. To fall to the fate of chance. Some may be bad and others that are amazing. We can not judge what we do not know. The things that we cherish some times leave and we go though the process of what they call grief. At times i wonder what the world is really all about. It is a question that will never have an answer, but i will always wonder. Is it a place where love is made and life begins where happiness is just a hand shake away. You would like to believe that, but really the world i see is sadness, pain, suffering, death and war. Beauty queens always say " i want world peace " well duh!, who doesn't want that. I would be happy if we lived in a world where watching the news doesn't make me cry. Where peace meant one day without hearing about the death of another American soldier. It would be a great day if the world kept turning.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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