One Day..
Maybe one day we rearrange
the thoughts of our past,
For the sense of change
Now that will make us last.
Things have changed,
maybe for the better.
People have judged,
but things will be better.
Maybe one day,
they will understand,
By the things I say
this is not so grand.
For all the better more,
Someone has to hit the floor.
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