The Struggle

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You are a survivor

Let not the heathens
hurt your heart
Pray once to silence
Love’s pure war
Each breath you vacuum
Sets the score
Say songs of freedom
Shouting “more!”
Cause riot reeking
To the core

Although you sit in soil watered by your tears
Although your brow is tilled with rows of fear
Although dear death came slowly past your door

You are a survivor
You are a survivor

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