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Hate will not beget anything
But love can, sure, go a long way
Something better may happen
If you forsake the life of sway
Alter your vision and then see
How the world bums with slight
If you want to be a real human
You have to call the right, right
If your words love only the rose
And ignore the pangs of thorns,
Then, they fool about filling away
The dirty and empty barns....
O Baby! Come to yourself
Or you will have to regret a lot
Life is not only a flirt with Joy
But cleansing the world of rot. |
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