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| ~*~* If They Remember *~*~ |
| When they look through the clouds. When they look out through the sky. Does a normal person look? Is it normal people that cry? When they look out through the night. When they look out through the stars. Does a normal person wonder? About life behind bars? When they look out through the ocean. When they look out through the sea. Does a normal person react? Like I would if it were me? When they think about Heaven. When they think about Hell. Does a normal person become scared? Is it normal to sell? These all deseve the question stamp. These all create an unpredictable ramp---- There are so many others than me. So many differences that we all see. But there is always opinions and there are always lies---- So it's day by day until the body dies. Who controls the soul, who leads the way? Has it paid off? Remembering to pray |