Summer of love turns into summer of hate.
And we see some of our young taking the bait.
Can you feel the weight?
The onlookers around the world look at us and wonder if we were all kidnapped by a pirate.
That took us back into another place in time, or are we seeing a state of a lost programmed mind?
Regardless, I just want to turn everything off and sip on a glass of wine and rewind and forget all the hate and pray and meditate.
P. Kelley
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