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it's so unbelievable how we can change,
dying away into hatred, from love.
and how we insidiously sell our rage,
to buy us serenity just so we can throve.

we prosper in our sincere hypocrisy,
but when we're alone, we all  tear ourselves up
for it is too painful, it's not our prophecy
to just make mistakes and we better should stop.

there's more to our lives, not just being blind,
but open your eyes, look around and breathe deeply,
for it is our purpose to try and to find,
and make our world comprehensible simply.