Wake up, move out.
Live to see the things that
Have been sent on earth to please
You of all hearts, you’re among a million,
Tell yourself that you can love more than you do,
Tell yourself that you can bring back life into the dead.
Life is but a string of unending resistance and change,
And it’s up to you to decide, make way and tell
Will that resistance be of love? Or of hate?
You are quite aware of all these things.
You’re both the creator, and the
Destroyer as well, You know
That it is but a false loop.
And yes, You are me
As I am you.

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