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Sep 2014
Through black and worm holes,
In a green and blue world as ours.
One giant sun that makes up
Years, months, days and hours.

Wind still blows, pure rivers run
Through valleys of green.
Cities stand to touch the clouds,
With veins of smoke and machines.

All remains the same as you know it,
Until different choices finally made.
Do not stay a mere copy of another,
Step up, change, don’t be afraid!
The different paths you can take.
Fadi Sem
Written by
Fadi Sem  Palestine
(Palestine)   
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   ---, Rj and PC classic
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