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When will the world calm and sooth?

And lid the open wound?

And kiss the bawling tears?

When will the world slow

And strip its screws bud bare?

And hault the running rivers stiff?

Ice?

When will the world rust its wires clean?

Yellowed to a perfect stale

Hold the candle high

To melt the crayons to the naked eye

And mix the colors gray

To paint the perfect rainbow

In the teary eyed rain sky

Oh, when will the world calm

And scab the naked wound

And brighten up the dullened gloom?