I happily killed
Normally I let them roam around
I heard of sweetness of the life
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Abigail
Like prism in the light
We can change, be alight
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Back to school
Radio is too loud
In words more than in sound.
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Aged eyes
We know much of the eyes
Their colours and their jobs
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Roadside baby
Normal is death for time
Yester-years to last night
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Gender war
"Regardless of genders we are all equal
Why should the first being be a he? "
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On and off the hook
I hear birds and the beasts
And the ones in the seas!
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