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Imagine The starving cries Of those who will surely die Hollow stomachs left unsatisfied Imagine The soldier who fights on Remains strong Until he passes his final breath Safe within the embrace of death Imagine The kids on the street Heads hung low in defeat As they struggle to eat and sleep Imagine The slaves that work Who just want to go bezerk But haven't the energy after slaving in the desert Imagine A happier world, a better place Where it isn't shameful to be of the human race Where our own species isn't cast away in disgrace Imagine A place where freedom isn't longed for, But had. Imagine orphans no longer being orphans Safe with their mum and their dad Imagine A world where our mistakes are erased A world where we have a clean slate A fresh start, served on a silver plate Where greed and obsession never decided your fate. Imagine a world where everyone belonged Imagine a world where no-one had been wronged
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Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
Imagine
Imagine The starving cries Of those who will surely die Hollow stomachs left unsatisfied Imagine The soldier who fights on Remains strong Until he passes his final breath Safe within the embrace of death Imagine The kids on the street Heads hung low in defeat As they struggle to eat and sleep Imagine The slaves that work Who just want to go bezerk But haven't the energy after slaving in the desert Imagine A happier world, a better place Where it isn't shameful to be of the human race Where our own species isn't cast away in disgrace Imagine A place where freedom isn't longed for, But had. Imagine orphans no longer being orphans Safe with their mum and their dad Imagine A world where our mistakes are erased A world where we have a clean slate A fresh start, served on a silver plate Where greed and obsession never decided your fate. Imagine a world where everyone belonged Imagine a world where no-one had been wronged
Imagine all of this, picture this and store this memory in a safe box, where you can peek every now and then. Imagine, if you cannot change, the world without it's man-made flaws
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Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
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