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by Indian Comma Bean Sep 22, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Soft summer winds against the grassy green as we walk upon the waves of a never ending dream. When peace and love were reality we always thought it was always going to be the same but we were oh so wrong... We were oh so wrong... Between the lies and all the corruption our youth will soon be over and we'll all be so much older, but we can only hope... We can only hope to make a Difference... It's not everyday that we do something that makes a fighting chance, to save someone else, even just ourselves. For who's to say that we ourselves will never be the bad guys, we always have to look inside and clean out the indifference. Across the world that we quite often call home, our message carries hope, our message forms a dream. Live your life to the fullest, always show your smile cause you never have a fighting chance if you don't laugh once in awhile. So once you have seen the vision, and you know it will be ok, go out to the world and spread your message. Because who's to ever say you don't make a difference...