Life imitates itself,
And when you show out of the blue, like that,
You imitate no one else,
With any sense of decency,
Or belief in your,
Own right to do what your heart tells you to.
And, I guess, that's what hearts are for.
Until the time when it anihilates,
Everyone in your path,
For that is then not living, at all,
But life imitating death,
But it's alright,
Like global warming creates things anew,
You piss of those who want no change at all,and that's something life would never choose.
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