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Don't make my love in a factory on a cold assembly line cutting all the corners of my heart just to rush it out on time Don't sell my love in a fancy store dressed up in the front display bought and sold and taken home, and in boredom packed away Don't cast my love on a tv show as violence, fame, or food, worth nothing more than the ratings brought that decide if it'll be renewed Instead Make it under the sun, let the wildlife play and see let it touch the thoughts of calm the earth has ever dreamed work through the night, so it can meet the dark and learn that life is more than a single work of art
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Feb 23, 2023
Feb 23, 2023 at 1:10 PM UTC
Dont Make My Love
Don't make my love in a factory on a cold assembly line cutting all the corners of my heart just to rush it out on time Don't sell my love in a fancy store dressed up in the front display bought and sold and taken home, and in boredom packed away Don't cast my love on a tv show as violence, fame, or food, worth nothing more than the ratings brought that decide if it'll be renewed Instead Make it under the sun, let the wildlife play and see let it touch the thoughts of calm the earth has ever dreamed work through the night, so it can meet the dark and learn that life is more than a single work of art
The love the world sells isn't often sweet
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25/M/Canada
Feb 23, 2023
Feb 23, 2023 at 1:10 PM UTC
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