... Song for the weak



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the open window

The wind blows

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The papers on the desk

Are scattered

Across the floor

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Shadows

From the burning city

Play across the walls

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The door flies open

( who comes here ? )

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Images

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Heroic figures

And lovely maidens

And little boys and girls

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Do
Not falter now !

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The weary &'the weak

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Raw power

Unleashed

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I am so very beautiful as you know

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we will soon be ready to return

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The wind blows more strongly

But no one is afraid