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A poem left unfinished.
What is power to the people?
A message to comfort the feeble?
Life is a riddle
We are all equal.
Walking around blindfolded by evil.
Hiding our regression in the sweet delusion of being civil
What is a blade of grass without the morning dew?.
What is a cedar tree that never grew?
A message to comfort the feeble?
Life is a riddle
We are all equal.
Walking around blindfolded by evil.
Hiding our regression in the sweet delusion of being civil
What is a blade of grass without the morning dew?.
What is a cedar tree that never grew?
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