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Twer it not for pain endured Would pleasure not exist? Twer it not for devilment Would Godliness persist? Without the surge of lust in life Would children not be born? Without the sound of laughter Would there not be days forlorne? How is it that the setting sun Can bring forth tears of joy? How is it that a wayward glance Can join a girl and boy? What is it in our makeup That breeds the curse of war? What weakness in our character That cirumvents the law? How is it that from ugliness A beauty will emerge? How is it on the tidal flow That waves do ebb and surge? What makes this child of human kind A paradox reversed? What lays the future out before As history rehearsed? How interesting this quandry That circumscribes a man, How nebulous the blueprint, How juxtaposed the plan. Marshalg Victoria Park Tunnel 25 September 2010
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Sep 24, 2010
Sep 24, 2010 at 7:14 PM UTC
Of Man and Men
Twer it not for pain endured Would pleasure not exist? Twer it not for devilment Would Godliness persist? Without the surge of lust in life Would children not be born? Without the sound of laughter Would there not be days forlorne? How is it that the setting sun Can bring forth tears of joy? How is it that a wayward glance Can join a girl and boy? What is it in our makeup That breeds the curse of war? What weakness in our character That cirumvents the law? How is it that from ugliness A beauty will emerge? How is it on the tidal flow That waves do ebb and surge? What makes this child of human kind A paradox reversed? What lays the future out before As history rehearsed? How interesting this quandry That circumscribes a man, How nebulous the blueprint, How juxtaposed the plan. Marshalg Victoria Park Tunnel 25 September 2010
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Sep 24, 2010
Sep 24, 2010 at 7:14 PM UTC
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