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Who cleans a bloody bramble?
Mere man bleeds indignation,
Marked murderers jeer justice
And eerily exalt themselves.
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When I roamed with ravens
and fought the wicked wolf
Blood stained my being
and my eyes were not seeing.
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About mundane bricked fortress
Amble the fitting youth
Who stumble reckless but decide
A path to run upon.
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In the year two thousand eight
are we to grovel in despair?
No, for He bestows with magnaminous care
a Covenent, unfathomably great.
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Cascading cataracts, tidal tremors
Permeating pulses upon basic being
Of my manifold meld with
violent vicious dire disorder
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Breathing wondrous air
I see the soil
For which I care.
That man lacks toil
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Restoration

Who cleans a bloody bramble?
Mere man bleeds indignation,
Marked murderers jeer justice
And eerily exalt themselves.

Who bestows the dead with luscious life?
Look the weary refuse water!
Drink to eliminate strife,
But oh, no strength sustained!

We weep from sorrowful slam!
Look to the living lamb
and be a newborn no longer torn
with resounding rejoice rise!

Churlish children are miracles moored
by the delving dove their salvation soared.

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