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As I sit, I wonder.
About life.
About love and hate and the world.
And love and hate in the world.
We have hugs and smiles.
Why must they be lifted by killing and sneers?
I think I'm tired of taking a stand
It seems like it doesn't matter
Everyone's up in arms
But no one will ever change
It's time we all take a seat
Maybe watch what we eat
Maybe we get off the street
