Dagen

Oh, all around the globe,
As far as eyes can see,
As far as winds do blow,
The minds of men do flee. 

A thought of hatred lies,
For years on end and still,
The hope for freedom flies,
Of free men and their will. 

Curse me not, I am you,
In veil of dark and blue,
Forlorn but still alive. 

Give to me untorn hope,
Loving me as your dope,
A fragile burning hive.

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