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Hello 8/6/14
It's blowin in the wind, can be seen or heard
All over the world, now their blows
Are no longer words
Watch the news, on TV, violence everywhere
In time, we will feel what we see
Everyone wants to be free
The world has gotten smaller, and it's getting colder
The blanket it came with, has holes in it all over
Were losing our fish, and our trees
Dumping our trash, into the sea
It don't matter who you are, or what you believe
This where we live, this is where we sleep
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