What life would be like,
Without all the grief,
Without all the spite.
Have you ever wondered?
What real life hides,
Out in the open,
There are but two sides.
One side shows freedom,
A purposeful climb,
The other shows madness,
Where hatred's a crime.
Do not be mistaken,
As life can be great,
But how will we know?
When life's full of hate.
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