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Aren't you sick of the shocking

Cause I am.

Huh and what the hell, it's shocking the attitude that resides.

No respect or responses.Β 
Trash every thing once held dear.Β 

How come the solis souls have disappeared.Β 

The broken hate themselves.Β 
For not keeping up, for being labeled, this and that.Β 

So sick of the lot,... know it all's. ... are stuck in statistics.Β 

Cleaver are stuck poor.Β 

And organizations only juggle and judge.Β 

There's a world out there, full of mud.Β 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I hear you Liliana! great write! ................................................................Jim

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Liliana of the ...

Thank you, for noΒ  one else seems to.Β 
No one in power, hears my cries.Β 
I guess they only wanted my despise, disappointment and goodbyes.Β 

One wonders what to do, when the big emotions go right through.Β 
And make a total mess of your intent.Β 
It's to be forgotten anyway.Β 
The heart aches of yesterday.Β 

There's always the wonder why, and queries and questions that bite your tongue.Β 
A heros work is never done.Β 
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Liliana of the ...

Yeah I wish I was like Marton luther king.
Maybe then this song bird canary down the mine.Β 
Could warn everyone in the nick of time.Β 

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