It's funny
The ones you thought could help seem to kill.
The ones who you thought don't care,
They always seem to be there l
Maybe not to help,
Not really
But for a hug,
Some words of help.
And maybe,
They could be there.
Someday
I'm dreams.
Where we are all kings and queens.
Maybe someday.
In dreams.
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