410 (10.08.2015)

We sat discussing what it's like to try
To build something when pieces are amiss,
And all the normal rules they can't apply
'Cause someone doesn't want it done like this.
We had this idea that the world could be
A little piece of heaven here on earth
If all of us were just allowed to see,
The human race for what it's really worth
A sense of ideology and trust,
A sense of empathy for fellow man
A sense of the proximity of dust,
A sense of how the universe began.
We sat discussing till the morning light,
Then wandered home and slept until the night.

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