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And the long slow exchange

( none were sure of what was wanted )

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We wanted to survive

(Or was that really -- It  -- at all ?)

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A certain sense of Dignity ?

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A feeling of control

Over human Destiny !

( " I don't know " )

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Just a long slow exchange

( 2 tribes meeting in the night )

In these quiet hills

2 tribes come a wandering

Just to find each other here

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Long and slow

The moving of the centuries

The final vows

What the truth is that is constant

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Fruit unto seed

And then to seed again

We merge
We mate

And the truth that does remain