If Only I Could Rewind Time

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IF ONLY I COULD REWIND TIME

If only I could stop or rewind time,
change in this world what is wrong,
make everything peaceful, like a perfect rhyme,
hold illness, death, and pain like an unplugged prong.

No wars, no poverty, folks going hungry, no crime,
this would be a perfect song.
But till that day comes, I’m just a mime,
dreaming of a perfect world in unison as we prolong.

If only I could stop or rewind time,
change in this world what is wrong,
make everything peaceful, like a perfect rhyme.

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In The Depths
IN THE DEPTHS In the depths, you can followif you promise the past not to wallow,even when you deem these words hard to swallow.My mind, heart, and soul remain hollow,searching for inner peace,release, and a path to follow.
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