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People, people
People hate people,
As people hate themselves,
They aren’t really evil,
Good and evil they just melt.
People hate people,
When they see more of them,
As people dislike ripples,
That stem from the same end.
You see we don’t really belong,
In each other’s hands,
We just keep riding on,
Gallant ideas in our heads.
So love is never part,
Of the doings in our bed,
We’re defending really hard,
Empty words a poet said.
Only if you loved yourself,
Salvation could be theft,
You could close your eyes,
Forget who with it left,
And still it would be fraud,
Bending life to do you kind,
That what you so much sought
In yourself to find.
People do hate people,
Because truth makes people weak,
And the truth about all people
is that people we all seek.
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