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Even dead children sing

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Masterpieces  !

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Come

Unto the Pain

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Let us find the source of pain

Let us find it and heal the world

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The scarred landscape

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Broken people ( slaves )

Across the *****

Ideas that have

Blackened

The rivers and skies

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We seek the solace of bastardized sexuality !

and the solace of being not alone

In the vastness of suffering

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The scarred schools !

Product of the ugliness

Of politicians

Who scar the

Pages of history

With their lies

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( we scar our children with our docility )

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ages rebel

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We scar ourselves with our indifference

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today !

Such a beautiful face !

Let it be the seed

Of a magnificent

Tomorrow