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When I look at the stars
I see someone else
When I look at the stars
I want to see myself
  Jun 2014 C Michael Higgins
Bra-Tee
If justice is a blind folded woman holding a sword, wouldn't it make sense if Valentines day was a man with no legs holding a Gun? Naaah, there'll be too much Red roses in the bathroom...

And when it comes to Evidence; I love the way how a "SCREAM" is sometimes the only way of saying goodbye to our physical bodies... And I also love the way how constitution hugs the colour of your skin better then mine...

#Cause ****, your sense of humour has a lack of common sense... How the hell do you expect me to believe that the moon walks?
Hope hope
The balloon gets bigger
Hope hope hope
Even bigger
Hope hope hope
It's so big all you can see is the balloon
Hope! Hope! Hope! Hope!
You trip and fall over what's right in front of you
Alone in a world
Where there are so many
Emotion is strong
So deep within me
What are these feelings
Don't know where to turn
Deep in my gut
A whisper.........l e a r n
I'll tell you a secret
They don't want you to know
Keep us divided
They run the show

Join in and say it
Not just a few

I love you brother
Sister too

Hates the divider
Love is the glue
There is a gathering taking place
You can't see it
Not a trace

The fruit is taken when it's ripe
The angels swoop to their delight

A suffering man that you call cursed
His heart made perfect about to burst

He pulls the string, that golden cord
Spirits gather to our Lord
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