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the world according to my eyes
allows the human sevral tries
to find the truth
the right from wrong
and gives you dusk when all is dawn
we see the dusk as dirt and dust
instead of seeing this is as must
should be to see that destiny of "right" is not
merely plight to fight the flip of good
for even hereo such as robin hood
does so take by giving good
and even the persecuter of the Jews
does so have his many hues
that twisted were the minds that
thought the thought would come of what was not
there actions all askew
we see the off with all the on
and that's what keeps me going on
there is no right, there is no wrong
but opposite of my belong
my right without the right of fight against
my soulful song
the happyness 
that does me best
will surley prove me gone

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