The lesson learned
The people of the world . All the boys and all the girls join in and understand each other with open hands. These artist that you see their like you and/or me . They see things in a way that could be or couldve been when the world began . A little taste of the place of expression . Its a lesson we all need to learn. They tell you that your allowed to write about anything but then judge you for your own truth . Is that right whose to say the people gonna have their own opinions anyway.any-who back to the truth of the abilities that we are blessed to receive . The recieved can be so great that you wouldn't believe the power and goals that could be achieved through the trees. The singers sing the dancers swing the writers write while the musicians play and at the end we all learn the lesson of expression.
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