28.11.2024
I do not mind your calling me A serial quitter, perhaps I feel The injustice that has molded you Into the image that now you see Strong enough for you to heel Beneath your feet the sincere few That value not your iron law That you've honed in years before You were given full control Of the seeking of their soul Now righteousness of Truth will dawn In the light of a new morn.
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