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Azanian Love Song 7 Submission With earnest face And watchful eye I know the disgrace Of seeing men die I have seen a nation grope In dark despair Searching for hope That wasn’t there Dim burns Freedom’s flame As violent men conspire To quench its name And place on the sacrificial pyre Those who oppose their diabolical desire Here, Beneath nature’s sky A poet shivers Afraid to die ...

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