In the Mislead Upheaval
In the sudden romance of dawn’s time
I find myself trying to find myself
Spinning in a motionless circle
We are content to be divided
Then gasp with grateful heaving
Knowing that we are one
That we are injurious and alone and tied together
We need not be poor in spirit
Let loose your bounty
Share and be grateful.
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