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in these dazes
so much neglected
where's the respect & love
never time to nurture the chance
of even as doves
WHEN we hold back
acceptance
no flocks together
no patience.
there is no resistance.
two fast pace two notice the change
so much dyin
does it help to do the cryin'
more lost souls
of who can you trust when lyin' in honest
of the never dyin' everlastin' spirits
am i the one, the only one...who can here it?
regardless of who can
i'm going to stay fightin'.... i must
stay fightin' i have to
stay fightin' i need, to
i need to stay the fight with a warrior spirit
dedicate to the family of "Benziar Bhutto"
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i like the title of this piece, chillingly relevant when one thinks that we cannot countenance the perception of weakness to govern a perception of strength.
perfect stregnth comes from weakness.
