Dear begetters, I'm understanding
Not as callous as you fantasize
If it's compassion, you are demanding
I've really given it, not before your eyes, please realize
Imagine me as a higher being
Imagine all the broken pieces I could mend
And eventhoung I'm dreaming now
Real is the love from me I'll send out to you...
I'd love to give them a stroke
Or tell them a joke
But this was too real
I screamed up to the sky:
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