The Invention of Masterpieces
Anger inspires the heart
To create the words of the world
Which is then a burden
Which is then a curse
And then so is threatened
And then so is kept
Far from those who will be converted
From those easily changed
Far from eyes who will tell the mind
That'll then create the text of the broken
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