Token for change
Token for truth
Token to take
Token for you
You have always seemed mistaken
Treated like no one is there
Waiting for trouble, since the beginning
Understanding nowhere
We all seem to wonder
Wonder through the turmoil and disgust
You understand reason, love
Yet the token is you
Still we try, try to absorb the virtues
Through the pain and moral rust
The war outside lingers, grows
Try harder
Try if you must
Token Please
Love is the answer
Token take me home, if I am to be taken
Time will tell and fate will choose
It must.
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