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World


Beneath the spoken signs
we made
There's so much laughter
yet to trade
We can see through the sea

I don't wanna be afraid
There's so much we haven't said
And the world's pretending
it's the final end

Why is there so much to do?
Who am I and who are you?
What's the use of thinking
nothing here is true?

We are the mountains
We're dropped out fountains

And it's a crazy world
You might have heard
Like sitting birds, we go
Doing time since long ago

I don't wanna go to bed
There's so much to do instead
And the world is calling
Come and be my friend

[By Elyasaf Kowner]


       
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