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Incompleteness And Imperfections
Angel without wings,
Like day without the night's gentle rings,
A song without a voice to sing,
A spark without a flame to cling.
A child without a name,
A sorrow that's hard to explain,
Like an ocean without a shore,
A soldier without a war.
How can we continue this way?
A song without a voice to say,
A spark without a flame to shine,
A child without a name, oh, so divine.
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KAMERFthurred Atitso Ocloo
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