Sad, I am, about the rage that rains.
Sad, I am, that we remain in pain.
Sad, I am, at the stark untruth.
Sad, I am, at the lack of couth.
Sad, I am, that some still hate.
Pray, I do, that it’s not too late.
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Sad, I am, about the rage that rains.
Sad, I am, that we remain in pain.
Sad, I am, at the stark untruth.
Sad, I am, at the lack of couth.
Sad, I am, that some still hate.
Pray, I do, that it’s not too late.
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