No eternal there is with
peace;
as no peace there is that's
eternal;
from the language it's
spoken,
to the wings it
spreads,
no greater power it
gives
but the fear and
denial;
to the believer that
fails
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Poetry is a sense-blossoming flower that never wilts.
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No eternal there is with
peace;
as no peace there is that's
eternal;
from the language it's
spoken,
to the wings it
spreads,
no greater power it
gives
but the fear and
denial;
to the believer that
fails