everybody has a soul 
some are young
some are old
there is a lesson we all must learn
if fires hot it must burn
never lose sight of your dreams, it's like taking flight and in process, losing your wings 
you're the only one who knows what this means 
We are all connected 
The saddest thing is
We grow apart
The scalpel of hate separates our hearts
None of us have ever seen who or what we call GOD
Things that make you say
Um!
Still we believe in some kind of way, we'll be delivered someday 
So we pray and we have faith in better things than yesterday      
 
      
 
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