Change is a challenge
Change is a fear
Change is the change of mind
Change is a change of attitude
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First feel not in reminiscence
But can feel aloud
It was there to hold all
Mother the phenomenon
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Glimpse the colors of solitude
Flag of ruin whispers there
Tremor that expect for a stampede
Sound that resound in solitude
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It’s so silent in and around
All thinks it’s not my way
My pave leads me to my family
I will be silent till it breaks
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There the randomness senses
Withdrawal of an unknown tact
Momentum was there in each turn
To the heights of an artistic part
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Arms is active in each side
Fought for the myths of single past
To fix the belief with an extreme sigh
To nullify other with grin of arms
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Serenity ruled its base form
Abundance lured his common rays
Mighty hands that warmth its part
Wish to merge in thy art
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End of life was in tune
Melody that swings somewhere
Strange mind swish a hope
I need a shoulder to cry on
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Seems in an era of dryness
Hotness parched lives terribly
Planted a hope to spread its shade
Goodness that feed all with its thump
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