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Feb 2016
In the light of the night
there is something to be discovered
and every little man dreaming it
wants it to be on the cover
let every *** be on the same plain
and let the people all see that people are equal
and they will work on what they need to work on
and there will be peace
and there will be peace
and drop in around like an unclaimed number
falling on toil of a lovely voice
that sings about idealism and how we are imagined
and anything sang can be sung possible


Oh we work everyday
to be a better person
but at the end of the day
we are one

oh we work everyday
to be a better person
but at the end of the day
we are one
we are one

oh we work everyday
to be a better person
but at the end of the day
we are one
we are one
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
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