We live under tears,
of a spirit' paradise,
in the force of darkness,
a cloud above of all fears,
tiny thoughts in history,
the past changed by present,
as it decides the futures to reside.
We are the dreams undreamed,
believers of things unseen,
great beings in our spirit,
only trapped in earthy skins,
Fallen short at our birth,
a black vein of sins,
but we're all redeemed.
We are strangers of this world,
visitors into it' reigns,
footsteps for children that follow,
_As we walk in the todays;_
_for all our young,_
_to have a better tomorrow._
_As we are more than skins,_
_bones, hearts, and brains;_
_in spirit, we are more._
_As within soul,_
_there's a vigour of joyous growth,_
_though we feel less in this world,_
_In the realms far ahead,_
_we're all beings of endless more._
Dec 10, 2021
Dec 10, 2021 at 9:22 AM UTC
We live under tears,
of a spirit' paradise,
in the force of darkness,
a cloud above of all fears,
tiny thoughts in history,
the past changed by present,
as it decides the futures to reside.
We are the dreams undreamed,
believers of things unseen,
great beings in our spirit,
only trapped in earthy skins,
Fallen short at our birth,
a black vein of sins,
but we're all redeemed.
We are strangers of this world,
visitors into it' reigns,
footsteps for children that follow,
_As we walk in the todays;_
_for all our young,_
_to have a better tomorrow._
_As we are more than skins,_
_bones, hearts, and brains;_
_in spirit, we are more._
_As within soul,_
_there's a vigour of joyous growth,_
_though we feel less in this world,_
_In the realms far ahead,_
_we're all beings of endless more._
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