A Cry For a Change
Pleasure is of heart
Happiness is of flesh, right
Lets reason with the eye
And Give the mind a try
There is a loud cry for a gathering
Empty sits for a tough thinking
Earth sure seem comfortable on her wheels
Yet how do we fix her broken legs?
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