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In This World


In this world we live

we see the hurt

the suffering and the lost.

we turn a blind eye too.

 

To not be effected. 

to be removed and pretend the problems 

do not exist.

 

Yet they do exist.

Love is not equal for all.

War still carries on.

We are all persecuted.

 

We are the problem, the solution, 

the disease, the cure.

we either fight for equality,

or divide, all, just as equally.

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