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Life Blood
The life blood of the being of our world
Is thinking, creativity and art;
These bourgeon through our minds and through our veins
And make us feel uplifted in our heart.
Their practice may produce art few will like,
And writings with which many won’t agree,
But comfort’s not the point of inspiration,
At least not when society is free.
But those in power, of whateve...
Friday 6th December 2024 8:46 am
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