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Naturally
My prose my soul i hold my purpose DisEnchanted. Discontented disheartened Melancholy me naturally you think that We would have learned from previous Mistakes there're wars after wars after many since the dawn of time there are Numbers millions engulfed by sweeping Famine so somber it's a natural fact: when a Tree falls in the forrest it doesn't make a Sound if there's no one there to hear it Of course it still makes a sound, how would We know for sure? Have FAITH The Sound will not be silence and some of us Live happily day by day with some Laughter and some tears salt being Tastes on strange lips never tasted tears Before sobbing and weeping may over Come some but we stand bold and fill Our handkerchiefs with hope after we Dry our cheeks of tears This is the heritage of we all live and Let live actually there're words Hardly spoken instead hummed in low tones The creaking of an old lonesome home Acoustics and echoes in the long hall Literally it is the HAUNTING OF ME screaming from The roof tops lift every voice and sing until you Are breathless until they hear my prose my soul I hold my purpose, disenchanted, discontent Disheartened me naturally natural take The fire
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