One
like a cold, blowing wind
coming out of the dark,
i will fight forever.
life,
is better left
to chance
with it's pound of flesh
it has it's ways
to keep you coming back for more.
i can not change
societies' mind,
but i can try
to turn this train around.
when we want words
all you hear,
is nothing-
realizing now
that there was never anyone there.
when we learn to dance
to mother nature's song,
when we find the things
that they say can not be found-
peace,
will never go away.
in that moment we will all understand,
that we're all better living
as one.
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