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I feel unreal When I peer off into the distance As most humans only paint pictures they witness I miss this I miss the way we used to set our bars higher than the stars How the warmth of the sun can cool even the ****** and be done I wish it were that simple I wish that we could be held responsible for being what we are Because us We are not worthy of that responsibility But we will be One day One day we will be able to walk across the seas As do the birds And as well as the breeze One day the sky will clear Without any noxious gases limiting the visibility of our fears All we can do is hope Hope that one day We will be in charge of own tight rope
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
Tight Rope
I feel unreal When I peer off into the distance As most humans only paint pictures they witness I miss this I miss the way we used to set our bars higher than the stars How the warmth of the sun can cool even the ****** and be done I wish it were that simple I wish that we could be held responsible for being what we are Because us We are not worthy of that responsibility But we will be One day One day we will be able to walk across the seas As do the birds And as well as the breeze One day the sky will clear Without any noxious gases limiting the visibility of our fears All we can do is hope Hope that one day We will be in charge of own tight rope
livingkurt
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
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