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Life is a warzone; yet here I am, calmly continuing forward. Beautiful tragedy, the scene around me; where the trees and birds sing together, but not everyone can see. Opened by the will above; I hold a force unlike the common. I am no better, no worse, or etcetera; I come as a messenger with an omen. There comes hope in the eye of the sky; Forces greater than you and i. But with them will be a document listing lives; Did you take the one request that came from the hope in the sky? Open your hearts, for it comes stealthily; I am not here to frighten you. I'm expecting you not to trust my words; but you also have the choice to. Maybe it's wishful thinking, to hope that you'll understand; I understand you, a child of Man. But I am merely a messenger, a poet with an omen; Surely you'll ponder this, hopeful because you can.
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 6:41 AM UTC
Wishful Thinking
Life is a warzone; yet here I am, calmly continuing forward. Beautiful tragedy, the scene around me; where the trees and birds sing together, but not everyone can see. Opened by the will above; I hold a force unlike the common. I am no better, no worse, or etcetera; I come as a messenger with an omen. There comes hope in the eye of the sky; Forces greater than you and i. But with them will be a document listing lives; Did you take the one request that came from the hope in the sky? Open your hearts, for it comes stealthily; I am not here to frighten you. I'm expecting you not to trust my words; but you also have the choice to. Maybe it's wishful thinking, to hope that you'll understand; I understand you, a child of Man. But I am merely a messenger, a poet with an omen; Surely you'll ponder this, hopeful because you can.
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 6:41 AM UTC
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