Monday, March 31, 2025

"Still Sane"

 



By Abpoetry


Severance from low vibrations

bombarded me with so much love,

Don't tolerate hatred from anyone.


If I gave you the key to life then,

Let's all take the time to learn,

Bathing all our skins in this here sun.


Doves fly low even in turmoil,

But we can reach a brand new high,

Let's see how the "tough ones" really last.


Third eye on fuego no burn out,

Still sane even in this world,

Everytime I find out evils afoot, I laugh.


Some people gotta leave and some people gotta stay,

But it don't mean nothing when it all ends,

Some people gotta leave and some people gotta stay,

But it don't mean nothing when it all ends.




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