This is a poem I wrote a few months ago after I watched Endless Waltz for like the twentieth
time. I know its kind of lame...
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Endless
Shifting, changing, a revolution is born. Striving towards liberty and self-sufficiency watching
from their sanctuary. The rising and falling of governments.
Revolution.
To secure the future tactics thought up by generations of old, manipulate the youth. To fight for
what is right. Ridiculous battles that do not rectify anything. Struggling once more with the
adaption.
War.
Friendship and warmth shared by all. Digest the miracle. People living in a joyful dream with out
fear. Celebrating with out the guilty feeling of someone who is not as blessed.
Peace.
In our changing world. Three scenes are preformed continuously, flowing into the next.
Revolution, war, and peace. Forever endless.
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