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looks through the curtain
and see humanity's plight
lives seem so uncertain
there is little that’s alright
confusion comes groping
world clothed in bloom
heart is created for hoping
finds no comfort in gloom
from boundary to border
humanity wars with each race
rebellion and irate disorder
\exist in a shameful place
but as the sun is setting
embrace peace without strife
needs a way of forgetting
except the beauty of life
from childhood's beginning
live in a season of woe
suffering, sadness and sinning
conscience told it so
truth is so tragic
for all that was wrong
the art of sweet magic
by found a new song
years coming and going
jumble of pleasure and pain
with sadness is showing
evil is on the gain
heart should now be grieving
for there's no comforting
but always keep on believing
life is a miraculous thing
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......... life .........