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Being a human being is to love everyone Don’t get confused about being a Christian Who is to be a Super Being, a great Human
The journey is long, this road of life changing swirling bumping turning never straight This time right now, has never been extremely steep dip to the end face it standing
The trees are Spartan spears, Authority and valor pierce the Horizon— They stand dense and hold light and Fog. They do not bend for you and me, they never have. They do not bestow Grace or Mercy
one begin to see this aching earth and its meager tenants as what they once were as what they have become and most importantly as what they could
Doomed I remember the old days, when the world was on the brink of war,
If I could change anything it'd be the world. If I could change the world I'd make it a better place. If I could change the world I'd benefit the entire human race.
Laughter floats throughout the room Smiles bloom off their faces and I feel consumed Consumed in the beauty, consumed in the fact That we are all one We are intact
What is race? Is it the fight to the finish? A competition between two or more individuals? No, it is us. Race can be the human race, or even more specific, race by color.