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May 2015
When the sun sets we unrest
When the trees shake we keepsake

While the wind blows we implode
While love drowns we're dumbfound

Where souls hide in foresight
Where faith goes to scapegoat

Why do lies sing by lightning
Why truth lies in fools' eyes

What high cliffs we're climbing
What fear don't we feel here

Who then views the temples
Who is greeted by peace
Written by
Carmine Cantalupo
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