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Oh, wouldn't it be good
To be so very strong?
Oh, wouldn't it be swell
To be a fearless woman?
There, where the shadows brood,
There, where they ripe and dwell -
Is there a place for dawn?
Is there a place for morning?

Despised be fears of mind!
And cursed be shameless heart:
Corrupted by trite farce
Of comfort, wealth, and pride!
Is there a place for dawn?
Is there a place for morning?

Dark fears, dark fears abide,
And wisdom is more scarce.
Is there a place for joy?
Which way - to find salvation?

(c)kRu, 04.09.05 - 27.09.05