Long forgotten verses,
Not ever soft to speak,
This is our prose of fate,
The liberation you seek.
This is the eternal fire,
The spark of rebellion,
Action will not tire,
This is our ecstasy.
Destroy the bounds,
By which you abide,
Seek who you are,
Never live a lie.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
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