There is a world in me .
A world that wakes ,walking through the paths of life 's direction
A world that slowly goes to sleep
But each time the world grows larger as it steps out
It changes if influenced and shrinks back in rebellion
There is a world in me trying to understand why tears seal the eyes or silent tape the mouth, why fear wants refuge in the world I call mine
Why its not live and let's live
But live and let's leave ....
Even in the world in me that should mine , and my mind to control
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