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Heal to Trick the Words
Words may bruise and broken
Wounds may never heal
But, love, a given token
Will parry, lance and broken
Evil intent shall kneel
Slow and steady coming
Is hope be brightened still
For the Son begins his rising
And shackles the pain we feel
Wounds may never heal
But, love, a given token
Will parry, lance and broken
Evil intent shall kneel
Slow and steady coming
Is hope be brightened still
For the Son begins his rising
And shackles the pain we feel
Published 27th Jun 2012
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