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WHO ARE THESE VOICES SHAKEN SUCH A HOLD?
PEERING ABOUT CRACKS UPON BATTERED SHIELD...
BLEAK NOISES BLOCK ALL MINE BEEN TOLD:
USE HISTORIC FEARS, FLUSH OUT CENSORED TEARS...
CALLUS HANDS DRILLED BUT HOLD YEARS;
THROUGH STAUNCH SOULS WHIST YIELD,
FOR ONESELF, NONE OTHER CAN YIELD.
T. A. HINSON
5/7/26
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