I wish I was writer who sees what's yet unseen
whenever I can feel my patience wearing thin
I wish I had a heartbeat that never comes to rest
suppose that all we have would turn out for the best
I shed my tears so horrified by people's indifference
who ignored a blood-covered man standing amongst them
I still cannot help the immigrants in the streets of your city
unless your love will overcome your fear of responsibility
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