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February 26, 2014
I miss the world I dreamed to live in when I was younger and naïve unknowing what could and could not be I miss that world where men were fair hate had no play in what was said and a man's own creed was sacred untouchable by its deniers
I miss it, and now I live as on a leash all thought is sacred save my own I cannot live my faith and obey the law they contest each other for my soul My God no more merely denied is to this world its laughingstock and I, His child, am ridiculed in turn
I miss the word I dreamed to live in and long the day of its return
How terrible this world deride Who alone can save it from its shame
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