all that we know will turn out wrong
the ones who speak are never true
we wake to hope and sleep in rue
the weak can never shake the strong
you think you can and then they sue
all that we know will turn out wrong
the silence cannot end the song
the old will always change to new
another day will come in view
all that we know will turn out wrong
15 July 2007
a type of wisdom
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