The Good Man Speaks Well
Dear optimists,
Gazing up at the stars
Overjoyed at the sight
Oblivious to all surroundings
Doomed to reality.
Maybe try looking down,
At the ground?
Never dreaming, never
Suddenly facing the
Puzzling disappointment that people have no
Empathy. In our world it is
Always a sign of weakness to
Kneel before emotions.
Stay strong! Do not
Waiver,
Ever.
Love harshly,
Live above it!
Sincerely,
American Society
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