Liberte
When blind terror rages and burns
a city of love that now churns---
innocence, a prison.
The time will come as Fate returns,
justice for all seasons
O Liberte, newly risen.
Rime Couée-Tail Rhyme For France
Contest: Debbie Guzzi
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