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Oneself

You only good when you are one with yourself You ever think the world is heaven Universe of existence such unique In our own the kindness turns The heart filled emotions we known Could it be that we are the heaven A mere seed given to natures breath A birth of many creations roam Is it one is not pure which hatred exist A thought in mind, not so much a feel A alien inside, evil darkness realm Emotion or spiritual being, which roams But that to which we allow to live As the world is or as the desire to be We are only what we build ourselves A portrait before one, Eiffel tower Look at me, a great piece of art A foundation built strong we still bleed Crack, decade, maintenance always needed We struggle to define who exist What is it we want most of all Our depths thrive to love within Is it peace we seek within our own Or the living of life to which excite's What drives oneself he breathes dirt We teach respect, responsibility and heart Why is the world so torn between That even ourselves we rip apart A nation to be we kill all hopes A dream, reality concept to life Oasis to oneself paradise to believe There's better world, starts with me Oneself, it is I who makes the difference But our reflection people look to see

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