its not hard to confess anymore…

born alone 

die alone

but what i was desperately trying to show you, to tell you, is we can be one

even for a brief moment in time..

even for a civilizations rhyme

i sat under neath a weeping pepper tree

i sat under an oak tree

i sat in the sun extending an olive branch

its not hard to confess anymore

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