Everybody wants to leave before the party winds down. Cloudy eyes and an early bed time. Hope is where love outruns heartbreak. You know all that passion that you've saved up? All those dreams that you put on hold? Check that expiration date, dear friend.
Want to compete? Look into setting some kind of world's record for the kindest person who ever lived. If you don't win, everybody else will.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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