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Verse In the desolation of today, I hang on to the promises of tomorrow: When life will be in harmony And struggles gone.

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Verse I believe that things will change And I will fly again over the rainbows Looking down at forests and rivers Spotting wildlife, as they enjoy their day.

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Verse Waiting for tomorrow, I watch Videos about nature and read books About wildlife; I imagine the future And think of stuff to take along.

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Verse And, then, I remember, yesterday and today: Where we pump more oil and burn more coal Cut more forests and mine more gold. And then, I wonder, how tomorrow will be.

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Verse How will tomorrow be, if today: We kill each other and nature too; We build more borders and weapons too? Will tomorrow be beautiful, if today we neglect?