It is the clash of life,
the hard pill we must swallow,
the grit with the cream
and the hope with the lost past.
It is as if we never said hello
but can't say good by.
One man says it is twisted
Truth,
the other man says it is
Balance.
Which man is right and
does each half to be wrong?
Is selling your dream, your child,
your soul, your hope for just a
bite to keep you a live wrong?
Yet we sell so much more each day.
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