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Apr 2016
I'm counting on.
I'm counting one.

I'm counting two.
I'm counting on you.

I'm counting the days.
Until I say:

The world I live in is a masterpiece.
The world I live in is full of peace.

I'm counting on when what I say makes sense.
Talking about the world in past and present tense.

Changing of our minds.
Minds are faded and dead.

Counting down the few days.
These are the few days I dread.

I'm counting down until I see.
A place filled with nothing but glee.

A world one day that is nothing more.
Than a place where we can all be free.
Written by
Joseph Peterman  23/M/Oklahoma
(23/M/Oklahoma)   
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