Scorn!
Distress;
To blind your eyes with tears and,
To grieve your mind.
Shout, out!
The ground moved;
Because of the sins of mankind.
Ground, round!
In trouble,
But, be very strong;
And live with the peace of your mind.
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living in peace with one's own mind, good one.