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A Road Less Than A Path
Into A Wood With Faces Carved
From The Living

Halting For The Secret Ways Of A New World
Blossoming And Sickening
To An Earth And Hell

Far Apart

A Choice In A Personal Matter
In The Way Atoms Collide
And Bombs Explode
Like An Abortion
Of Right And Wrong