through simple actions we show the world respect or the opposite
aliens are here you might think “little green men” but it means “unknown”
every moment is magic, it’s up to us to stop and notice
with wisdom, we see that what felt normal, wasn’t the right direction
the field of white snow ends abruptly; the textures of the wall threaten
what we notice first in any situation shows what we’re thinking
for an honest path follow where you need to go even if alone
for an easy path follow in someone’s footsteps to places they’ve been
unless a belief encounters opposition it cannot be proved
there once was a time we could sit with a stranger and we’d become friends
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