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Free

The ONLY ONE left

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The drums of War

(  playin the time -worn games )

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Little children in rags

( the moral visions of ---   Yesterday )

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The littered streets

( ideas torn from once -passionate hearts  )

The broken promises we gather up

Our weapons !

To strike our " lovers "

Cross the cheek !

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FREE

ONLY  ONE

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Days of Darkness

(Our deepest sense
Of
Cherished Familiarity )

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We have

"OUR PEACE !"

We

Trudge the Long  Death Street

but

(At least ! )

We're in the lead !