We gathered around the ancient tree
For knowledge was being imparted
Men of liquid worth were being made
They were being poured into rigid molds,
Of blinded order, toil and loyalty, but their
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There is a river,
It flows through the loam of my emotion.
It washes away my pain
But ,spent by it will my spirit remain.
Through the swirls of my dark
I have yearned for you
And in my dreams
I
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Crawling over the rolling circus
Looking for the horizon to show us
How towers are no trees
Fountains, no soft ponds
Sky is changing the shade of its color,
And it seems like I am in the middle of
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