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We must move on

Turmoil we all now face

Global darkness descends a pace

The tight rope is broken

Which we all must tread

The stability hangs like thread

 

The page of light is turned 

The book of history is it to be shut and burned 

Vestiges of the past fall away

For the future we must all pray

 

Falling to our knees with fervent hope

We must grasp the dangling rope 

Before it leaves us down the well 

Where we all inadvertently fell

 

Look to the future now, 

The pin of light above is a cavern in the space 

If we can get to edge we’ll find our grace.

 

 

 

 

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