Did you ever stop to think the spared are the blind? With all the killing and inhumanity no one is kind Maybe they are the few spared that don’t see the harm They could be the most unbiased people on earth They know no race or color nor light of day But they could always have a guardian by their side Leading them in the right direction they do no wrong But without seeing the good parts of earth they remain strong Maybe they are the spared, not knowing race or color Almost a utopian world in which they live But going on for life without seeing the people you love I would stick with being a witness of deathBirth sign: Virgo
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