When the mind is without fear,
and knowledge runs naked in the streets,
like children released from school,
unburdened, laughing in the wind—
an indelible mark is left on the land.
We have walked through fires,
our skins blistered, tongues bitten down,
until blood was the only language,
but when fear is cast off, a baptism —
water cools the burning, cleanses the mind...
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