Burn Out The Dross, The Hatred And Loss
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Carrying poison in the head and heart
won't win any battles, but'll make you tart
Let go of bad dreams, what you project out
the world is your mirror, do you hear your shout?
Resist not but start a new direction
positive insurrection, direction, infection!
Maintain only dreams of peace and calm
fix yourself and be a world-peace balm
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