for every leaf that falls on the earth, it always a soul that falls or born with it. for every smile, every laugh, to last drop of joy on our faces or heart; it always a tears that follows behind. someone somewhere mourning, a mother shielding sorrow for her lost. until we see this world as a place where we come to what we can and not cuddle everything for our self; castigate greed out from the society and imperial our thoughts and work with one another. we all have a road to cross, a rim like a compass to point fought the right path for our generation and our children as well.
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for every leaf that falls on the earth, it always a soul that falls or born with it. for every smile, every laugh, to last drop of joy on our faces or heart; it always a tears that follows behind. someone somewhere mourning, a mother shielding sorrow for her lost.
until we see this world as a place where we come to what we can and not cuddle everything for our self; castigate greed out from the society and imperial our thoughts and work with one another.
we all have a road to cross, a rim like a compass to point fought the right path for our generation and our children as well.
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