Looking at the world
Our special preferences
our lacks
Our excesses
The things we think bragworthy
When you hear me speak
When i hear myself
When I feel the urge to convince
Yet I don't buy the argument I'm pushing
So the gas dies down the fire goes out
we agree to disagree
I cannot convert you
looking into your world
Your special preferences
Abundance
Drought
When I hear you speak to me
When I can hear you
I feel the urge to believe you
Yet I don't have any reason to
Besides your dying smile
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