Fleeting Thoughts
No idea stronger than this,
which i want to share.
But as a look for words,
the thought vanishes in thin air.
If the world could but hear,
the thousand thoughts of man.
No more evil shall it bear,
no atrocity happen again.
But forever shall he(me) be cursed,
With the solutions of tommorow.
His words jumble,
His thoughts fumble,
The world is cast into sorrow.
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