we gather to watch rockets explode; never once fearing our safety
we try really hard to create unique places that are generic
by adding a gate we create the illusion that all are welcome
to achieve balance we must weigh the positive with the negative
it’s not all at once so we barely notice as our time slips away
every place has its own rhythm and creates its own unique song
we often forget that every reflection is an illusion
with soap and water we can wash our hands clean, but that’s only surface
if you go through life without getting any scars have you really lived?
a large barrier is often not enough to get the point across
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