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Jan 2015
to you, sweet stranger:
remember, remember.

hold a miracle in your hands-
lights; the light of all lights;
beyond the darkness,
before the end.

be like the roses-
know how it feels
to be sad. pathetic.
but alive, and real.

let nothing daunt you-
not fear. not might.
at the brink of deliverance
be truly infinite.

we break we burn
(the casualties are ceaseless)
to be the first to say goodbye
will never be a weakness

remember the sound of
the planes in the night
before the dawn breaks
so fair, so bright

let the light tremble-
let the trade winds blow,
may you never forget
all you have ever known.

for all that is lost
to the churning seas,
the kindness, the strength
never forget to be.

for truly there is no battle,
no war to be won.
the world is full of stories
but the stories are all one.
sweatshop jam
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sweatshop jam  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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