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Cathy Miralda Mar 2013
They sky above us is telling us a story
We live on this earth and steal all its glory
We take what we want
Yet it's not our flaunt
We live our lives as if we have control
Tomorrow we'll see if we reap what we sow
How can it be that this life keeps on giving
We take it for granted
Yet it lets us keep living
This life that we have
This freedom we feel
All an illusion, yet the feelings so real
One day we'll wake and see what  we are
Little specs of dust, in this planet so far
So far from the heavens, yet so close to the hell's
Just open your eyes to these murderous tales
We cry ****** in horror, when we see all this violence
Take a look in the mirror, you'll be shocked into silence
The evil one not talked of, yet never quit realized
How close he can be...
When you look into your own eyes

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