Lets talk a little
If peradventure I was just a stranger Who walks the winding streets, alone; and should perchance I speak, to beast and tree and fellow man to look upon them all as friends, not strangers, nags or foes... Then I have done it all at least in terms of speaking. For speaking brings respect you see; Just speaking to and not ignoring if all should speak to one just once and not just grump along; then maybe, yeah just maybe we’ll change the beggar’s song and from this world remove, the empty mind and empty soul the lifeless eyes, and aimless goals; the loss of dream and vision... shall be no more I know. It all shall seize and bring direction a Southern Cross for sailors, and pebbles on the plain where no landmarks be; a smile shall spring upon blank faces I think I know this to So me and you and them and they shall strangers be no more not me, not you, nor them nor they And all of humankind ... Yes all of us ... May soon become ... one of Humane kind.
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