Life Itself
The world is bad,
Cold, hard, bad.
Life is good,
But, not like this.
Evil people doing evil things.
But, the good is not seen,
Because all the bad overrides all good.
So, no one sees the good,
But, the ones who do it.
And that is….
Life itself.
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