This world of ours is complex.
It has good and bad.
Among the good it has plant life,
animals,
colors,
friendship,
the sun,
love..
Among the bad it has darkness,
black,
enemy's,
anger,
hate..
Hate is one of the most common.
You see it almost everyday,
in the government,
in wars,
and sometimes in peace.
Some say this world is perfect,
this is the thing that is wrong.
It makes this world wrong..
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