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Ours is the cry of the helpless, toldin the timeless truth of the written word
Trapped by the tempest of the blindour muted calls can't be heard
Helpless as we standamidst the push of thoughtless hands
We are adrift without directionin a raging storm on a calm sea
Clinging to our expectationsto stem the tide of destiny
Helpless as we fallbeneath the crush of waters walls
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