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They, me
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They are sleeping on water beds , pillows-
I?m sleeping on sighing straw at noon.
They are seeking God up among stars,
While He is smiling here, in my room.
They own bull terriers made of sapphire-
I give a hug to every dove.
They are seeking weapons of mass distruction-
I am seeking the weapon of mass love.
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- Autor
- Peter Szabo
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