A day a month a year.
I see you far and I see you near.
I see happiness and I see happiness with a tear.
The world is full of light but also full of fear.
The strength it takes to keep it moving.
The strength it takes when nothing is moving.
Why asked the dirt to the sky.
Why asked the man about a blind eye.
This world turning but to one side.
This world turning but everyone died.
Water stuck to my skin.
Water not enough for my friend.
Life in many different ways.
Life in its many many plays.
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