seasons change and so do we
we are a fickle race
forever fighting
never stopping to think
where are we going?
what will we do when we get there?
should we treat one another civilized?
or should we continue our self destruction?
myself? Im the unobserved observer
I let the world move around me
while I move through it
tell me, who are you?
what will you do with your life?
will you follow like a dog?
or lead like a guiding light?
whatever you choose always remember
the brush of a finger can alter history
please critique this for me
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hard candy is my livewire wife and i would do anything for her
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