.We stumble through life
Shedding the same tears,
Forming the same stream,
Asking the same questions,
Dreading the new day
It's so quiet here,
Still violence is speaking;
I close my eyes.
A storm is coming, a spiral of conversion;
Broods from the core of our s.
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