if it were a perfect world, this place...
we would never doubt the right,
never keep the wrong
time would fly and heaven come:
a perfect, perfect world
but time we lack. in fear we race.
too short our lives to stay the fight;
young, never quite strong
to face our fears and learn
from this imperfectly perfect world
Rhyme scheme: ABCDE ABCDE. Bet you didn't notice.
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