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More or less why do we stress
Life is only a test, with or without a cure
To change from filthy to pure
Words with truth and logic  
Are buried in our closet
Can we escape the mistake of fate,
Can we ask time to change the past,
Have we forgotten to laugh
That this world has giving us a lonely path,
Give us the bad so we can resist  
Teach them the good so we can exist
Nature and life are living proof
There roots go much deeper then the truth
How would you know, how would you feel
How did you heal without breaking the seal
What is or isn't real, people aren't made from steel
Is this another sign or are we color blind
How can we manage with all this damage
We all want the advantage  
Cause every inch has a size
While most people wear a disguise
To protect there lies
Of course its a threat, but I am will to bet
We all have remorse and regret,
So I try to describe and relate
for those who use hate
That there's a price to know
about how the way things flow
How bout you conscious, or how to use it
Don't abuse it, before you lose it.
 
 
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