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The path to war Is never the same Some of it may be a lie We might be to blame Destruction is never good We might have gloated We accepted bad not good We might have boasted Innocent is innocent Proved in court if law Seeing isn't always believing Of what we might have saw In any circumstance there may be peace Talk and gestures communication At least The different colors of this planet Are not to be the same Not to judge Not to blame We each shed a tear We each have fear The one and the same Think of fabric All colors stitches Think of that time It may have been torn May have been ripped A world of color is beautiful The nations not devided All stiched together The color not one sided It is whom we are For which we stand Stick to your values Don't be bland. A world without color, race or religion Might be recinded Enjoy what we have All well blended
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
War
The path to war Is never the same Some of it may be a lie We might be to blame Destruction is never good We might have gloated We accepted bad not good We might have boasted Innocent is innocent Proved in court if law Seeing isn't always believing Of what we might have saw In any circumstance there may be peace Talk and gestures communication At least The different colors of this planet Are not to be the same Not to judge Not to blame We each shed a tear We each have fear The one and the same Think of fabric All colors stitches Think of that time It may have been torn May have been ripped A world of color is beautiful The nations not devided All stiched together The color not one sided It is whom we are For which we stand Stick to your values Don't be bland. A world without color, race or religion Might be recinded Enjoy what we have All well blended
veronica-clark
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38/F/Reno
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
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