Letting Go the Worry
Flowers at bloom
Water that falls
With so much room
Nothing is gloom
When Paradise calls
Smiles Collide
Trees stand tall
Fun for all
Till we cried
Bulldozers storm in
Fears feste again
Made of tin
Hope grow thin
Darknss begins
I just want it to live
I'm in a spin
Hope this is a win
For it to thrive
Tired of the recurrence
It's time to renounce
No more reluctance
Time to announce
Change that would be concurrent
No more Disease
No more obstruction
No moe destrucion
Time for peace
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