to live
to live in touch with yourselfa gift to hate or love?
that gift will lift you up
and make you perish
bu tmy soul is eternal
my love for life forever
my hate for war and hunger,is forever
to live and love alone is sad
to hate alone is good sometimes
but loving life isn't optional
you have to
we marvel at the words we hear
we have great fears
but we fight that off
so we can live
none of us wonder
we push it off we don't care
if we know where we came from
but i
i wonder i hear the words and act
i don't sit around not listening
hearing is a gift seeing is a gift
we may not like what we see but we see it
we may not like what we hear but we hear it
so don't ignore me or my words
your gift will stop working then you won't have it
but i will
SIGNED THE PEACEMAKER
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