
Then the child got up
And the animal knew the time had come
For what was separated long ago
Must now be made into one
The image that binds us
Is a creation of our mind
Let is go and the rest will flow in time
I think it’s sad, so sad
I think it’s bad for our health
To let hurtful words and thorny spurs keep us
From being ourselves
So at the end of the song
The message that comes through
Is you gotta be true to what grows on you
People gonna judge
People gonna always suck you in
Just remember what works for you
May not work for them
By Zach Gill
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