Dirty Floors

I have loved, I have offered doves. I promoted peace, I bought a house on a lease. I experienced pain, I learned to remove stains. None of it prepared me, none of it cared for me, when I was down, when I had a frown, of depression. I know of oppression, I know of torture, I know of the suture. I haven’t succeeded like I want to, I haven’t changed the world like I want to. I never gave up,I will not shut, the door to a new place. Escape the race, and work together in cooperation, for the future of all kind. It is both my planet and yours, please do not continue to dirty its floors.

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