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Even in the darkest hour
Your light is brighter than the night
Dark horses running to our freedom
Your spirit carries me into each dawn
Into tomorrow’s song

Let not love fall into the hands of
Those who cannot bare it
But deep into the arms of those
Who share it

And with the dream of morning
Where each new breath becomes
A step closer to the resting place
Beside your willingness to teach

To open up the center of this place
We cannot find to coexist
And not resist another

I pray absorb the hate and fear
Into our atmosphere

tHE tERRY tREE

 

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