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Realizing the truth


 People yet to forget love, forget joy, forget peace, forget what our ancestor did in order for us to live. They said i'm a dreamer but this aint so, because they keep coming with thier egos. I try my best to help the rest, with all the heart shown at the park, with all the love my grandma shows, I still don't understand why hatred grows. I see hatred among us everywhere, around the corner, in the school house, even at the grocery store. I Pray to God my love doesn't fall short but instead it grows like a wild fire in a resort. I wonder where the hate comes from, does it occur in your eyes, does it apply within that wonderful mind, does it grow within that cold heart of yours, does it occur when he walks through the door. If so how come you act like your the best even when your heart is face the test. Can it be that it doesnt bother you? You cry about the pains knowing it remains leaving everyone who loves you at wonder, even you confess you ponder.Upon the situation you deal. Hoping everyone would remain still. Stay strong and face the task, for we all know it's not going to last! 

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