I was just thinking
Why we never agree
A person could circle the globe
Returning to this very tree
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This planet now feels super small
Yet we share no common ground
We disappear in our far flung positions
Into the distance, never to be found
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No corners or ends, just going ‘round
A mighty walkabout of exploration
With my discoveries, sharing freely
Me glorious, full of exultation
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Skies choking, boiling with hate
Truth glistens in the rays of sunshine
The seas part by diverging views
Disappearing beyond the coastline
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If dinosaurs fell over the edge
Why can’t nationalists follow?
Goose-steppers spouting lies
Sheep always willing to swallow
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