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Weed Grower

To me it’s clear as a day The power shouldn’t exist But it does seem the other way Me and the likes are missed The power people rule the game They’re livelier than ever And simple folks like me are blamed For nothing but whatever Is bound to be criminalized Just for the sake of guilt Though hardly it’s a big surprise This cruel world was built A million times ago, by those Most evil men in power I’m guilty to smell a wrong rose I water weeds and flowers Regardless what is what and why Should I uproot the weed It fights for life and I reply You’re of the noble seed! That is the way I like to see My sunny garden, love I know you could have smiled at me I need to hear your laugh.

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