If I was a millionaire, I'd adopt all
The abused and abandoned kids
I'd buy them a big castle with beautiful
Gardens, pools, and playgrounds
If I could return them smiles and laughter,
I'd be the happiest man alive
War orphans would be safe, and no
Violence would threaten their fragile lives
And as they grew up, they'd become
The Sons and Daughters of Light
And could pull the tares sown into the wheat
Their lucidity would be their only weapon
To end up all lawlessness upon the Earth
And we could regain a warless starlit night
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