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These vile words run rivers around understanding of flash red fear

Catapult vice of desperation to smashes

Drown our fears with clarity a tower of forgivness

Beacons tumultuous ships awake at this dawn a-weep

And sings the free man against tides a-feared

Sings the free mind when ocean's lions bearded sleep



These ripples of mind swallow small sticks that float unconnected alone

Swirling in libraries in the shallows collected

Under the cataract hope spawns against upstream

Fighting a hatefull current playing house under the stars' eyes

And sings free man against a rain of stones

Sings the free mind when good pebbles in hand fear flew