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When Will We
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My Thoughts In this world of animosity, hypocrisy is love
Confused by all our decadence, eloquence is gone
Destroyed by our diversity, equality is shunned
When will we learn
When will we grow
When will we bleed
When will we know
The love of many is dependable, expendable to some
But if it weren't for desperation, inspiration wouldn't come
There would be love illusions, pollutions to the soul
When will we rest
When will we breathe
When will we love
When will be dream
Hope a little longer
Believe a little more
Love a little stronger
Laugh a little more
The DNA of our composition, disposition is played
A life spent in contemplation, dilapidation is laid
Build the bricks a frim foundation, determination is made
When will we learn
When will we grow
When will we bleed
When will we know
When will we rest
When will we breathe
When will we love
When will we dream
