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52 Agony Free Freedom 29/06/2010 You see? The worst still to come! I’d rather covet the calm Of today than agonise And kill a day blessed so nice! How would fear and worry change Such cast moulded to be strange If one stood or ran away From blood bath rife either way? Here or across those bridges You’d come by such stooges; They’d surround you either way With readiness to betray The calm you would came with joy Sleeps not with their thoughtless ploy To see you frantic and mad About them pricking you sad With slogans the worst is still To pop up and from you still The agony free freedom Promised as a New Kingdom. ...

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