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There will always be a great division In this life full of intersections The separation of the rich from the poor The distinction from shoes to coiffure The discrimination of races The characteristics of faces The gender inequalities The life one lives spiritually One's position in society One's awards, medals or trophies But what truly separates us all? The crucial thing that determines one's fall? The cause of life's great division Is having sight but no vision The ability to see real beauty Makes men truly wealthy Using time to make great memories Learning from all the tragedies Choosing to be happy at all moments And to live a life full of contentment There are the ones who have eyes but cannot see The ones who can visualize the unseen The ones who look beyond the horizon The ones who appreciate all four seasons The ability to see the same color in different hues Is something that can never be sufficed There are the ones who know the value And there are the ones who know the price
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May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
Great Division
There will always be a great division In this life full of intersections The separation of the rich from the poor The distinction from shoes to coiffure The discrimination of races The characteristics of faces The gender inequalities The life one lives spiritually One's position in society One's awards, medals or trophies But what truly separates us all? The crucial thing that determines one's fall? The cause of life's great division Is having sight but no vision The ability to see real beauty Makes men truly wealthy Using time to make great memories Learning from all the tragedies Choosing to be happy at all moments And to live a life full of contentment There are the ones who have eyes but cannot see The ones who can visualize the unseen The ones who look beyond the horizon The ones who appreciate all four seasons The ability to see the same color in different hues Is something that can never be sufficed There are the ones who know the value And there are the ones who know the price
Stitch
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May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
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