Tear,
Raze,
Pull,
Doomed!
Trust not in oppression nor,
Vainly hope in robbery;
For the world is now closing up on us all.
Marrow, arrow, row, raw, mow, am, war! !
And like a leaning wall in the land of your muse,
But let your light so shine among men.
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