the cross of the heart
call the barer of the soul
colour the black and grey
walk the mind down the beach of hope
power the step of winks and holds
care forward the eyes of the window panes
glide the passion be hide the poisoned
shells
comfort the present day of learning and
understanding
protect the future from the misery and see
the serenity
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