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Beasy

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since February 2015
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Hello

February 18, 2015

Hello   8/6/14

 

It's blowin in the wind, can be seen or heard

All over  the world, now their blows

Are no longer words

Watch the news, on TV, violence everywhere

In time, we will feel what we see

Everyone wants to be free

 

The world has gotten smaller, and it's getting colder

The blanket it came with, has holes in it all over

Were losing our fish, and our trees

Dumping our trash, into the sea

It don't matter who you are, or what you believe

This where we live, this is where we sleep

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