Live


We Love, We Live,
We play, We Hope,
and we have feelings.
People say they don't,
but deep down you
know they're feeling
happy, mad, sad, and depressed.
They keep it bottled up for a reason.

That's telling you that
they don't know how to
let go or be relieved.

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