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Mountains and valleys will cry
When a sombre Knight of Consciences
Brings mercy to human dogs.
You will howl at God locked in a barred Church
When He puts an end to your vegetation called Life.
You, remainder of God's reflection, do not have the right
To the unawareness of your acts.
Do not ask me what we are left with,
'Cause we are left with a must to sculpt our souls
With deeper awareness and suffering,
Not to be spat out of the mouth of pre-time truth.
You bury your gifts for fear of losing them
And you are afraid of dreams.
You don't notice that Adonai,
Through the deep of chaos you create,
Gives you a helping hand.
Only the ability to love
Will never deny itself.

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