A better life long forgotten or so it seems.
It's always what we wanted is it in our reach?

An ideal world—how could we perceive?
Compromise is what we hope for as long as we believe.

Our eyes are burning from the sweat we've earned

a falling sun, still golden,
Casts a shadow on our lives

Hijacked by a bad seed
Born under a bad sign

“Why should I break my back for this man to be free?”

Heads in the clouds with vast ideas
Intentions pure, an ocean pristine

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