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When the hot sunlight meets the shadows of the night, When the sea foam kisses and lingers on the sandy shore, When the dry leaves lay with the sodden grass below, I smile to myself, because it's how the world works. When the darkest clouds throw down their rainy assault, When the icy wind brings chills and steals hope, When the last tree gnarls, and dies alone, I smile to myself, because it's how the world works. When the eyes of the masses are opened and enlightened, When the thoughts that turn to words are turned to deeds, When the deeds of one may benefit all, I laugh to myself, because I've changed the world.
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Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 2:21 PM UTC
How The World Works
When the hot sunlight meets the shadows of the night, When the sea foam kisses and lingers on the sandy shore, When the dry leaves lay with the sodden grass below, I smile to myself, because it's how the world works. When the darkest clouds throw down their rainy assault, When the icy wind brings chills and steals hope, When the last tree gnarls, and dies alone, I smile to myself, because it's how the world works. When the eyes of the masses are opened and enlightened, When the thoughts that turn to words are turned to deeds, When the deeds of one may benefit all, I laugh to myself, because I've changed the world.
chris-thomas
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Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 2:21 PM UTC
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