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Every day, I pray, that the world becomes less gray Though it seems, like that is just a dream The only way things will get better Is doing the things that really matter But with so many things it seems, like it is oh so hard The sky darkens, and clouds loom just above me Everywhere I look, there is hardly any love that I see But I, I try, I try not to cry Oh yes, things will get better When we all live together Together when we all gather, in peace Rain drops, like all the hurt Deep inside of the earth's dirt Oh how I pray that the world becomes less gray Every time I see someone sad I wish to be an umbrella they never had To be there