Much laughter; deep love.
May you bear witness,
To the bright stars above.
May you see brightness,
On the darkest of days.
May you not settle,
For that which just pays.
May you not find,
You're required to fight.
May you allow others,
To carry the light.
May you see what is,
As opposed to what's not.
Feel blessed as you cry,
For you're alive, as you feel your tears drop.
Feel real as you kneel,
In modest respect,
For those who have seen,
Who have sung,
And who find no need to neglect.
Feel the freedom endowed,
Upon your innocent shoulders;
As it will make you guilt-ridden,
Or crush you like a boulder.
Remember to remember,
Forget little, and let
The world play a game of picks, screws, and death.
You are as real to me, as real can get.
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