There is love in the world, I have seen such
There is hate in the world, I have felt such
There is death in this world, I have witnessed such
There is hypocrisy in this world, I was raised by such
The strength of my soul frays as the winds of this horrid world blow
I am surrounded and yet I am forgotten
An ill fated and odd way to live, nay, survive...
...misbegotten.
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