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strumming my face with his fingers... and while children sit in front of the TV watching American programming translated into hundreds of languages that offer idyllic representations of how to be good and kind and treat each other with respect, I wonder what would happen if they dropped bombs on Mr. Rogers neighborhood... or Sesame Street... hey Big Bird, what do we say to the children of Bagdad now?
can you gently, would you softly, be true? would you let me believe in your heart? may I gently, may I softly, love you? if we believe we can rise above hatred and fear then we can, so can we?... I'm hopeful you'll hear if we believe we can overcome envy and greed then we can, come with me, you have everything you need in your heart that's where to start let your love bring us together before the world falls apart and so gently, and so softly, give in let a new world full of hope begin in your heart you can feel what to do believe, love me, gently, softly and let me love you if you'll care to believe in your heart you will gently, you will softly, be true would you let me believe in your heart? may I gently, may I softly, love you? and when I lay myself down to rest and the stresses of the world come banging on the walls and sleep resists even though I am physically exhausted, I come here to the words and start sleep writing... and I find myself again... whether I'm right, or whether I'm wrong (song cue)... everybody's got to go their own way... and this is mine...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |