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Rebellion


even while the children play

we can see the destruction refuse to fade

i could write a map to salvation

but it would never see the sun

with out people to face the odds against them

and run into the fear they run from 

it has no meaning without perpose

of that what will choose

to be only content ?

to hide the way we feel?

why are we ashamed of where we come from? 

if its so great and is perfectly done?

 

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