poetry
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Loving them at the last Was like crawling over broken glass. Working our way on bended knees Attached to them we beg and plead. I knew of such a soul so well In the darkness she did dwell, Caught in the weakness of despair Her tears and pain I heard in there. In the shadow…
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A touch of compassion can heal the world A touch of tolerance can bring peace to the world A touch of humanity can bring sanity to the world A touch of love can bring the whole world together A touch of peace can unite the world These touches are something this world needs To bring…