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Feb 2015
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The night was cold and the night was long

We were weak and we grew strong

We who didn't know right from wrong

And weren't really into learning

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We gathered together to hear someone's Word

someone showing the world his Love

We walked thru the heartbeat and the sacred breath

To face the face of death

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On the hill in the Park

The lovers moan and the kiss of the dark

The heavy arms of the the police  men

To whom we surrendered with open hearts

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The pure morning held its tune

Up to the light of the fading moon

We who knew the truth too soon

But it was what we were learning

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The night was cold and the night was long

We were the weak who became strong

We finally saw right from wrong

Though we weren't  into the discerning
Written by
jeffrey robin
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