Fairness is within the heart.
Justice, a choice of the mind.
Despair envelopes the soul.
Why should we part?
Why do we hide?
When will we fall?
Our hearts grow fonder
Whenever we surrender
To the spells that hinder
A mind once so clear.
So tell me my dear,
When will you be near?
My soul begs release
From a pain lying beneath
In the body on the heath
Anticipating it's unearthing,
To have its long awaiting
And undisturbed peace.
© A
Furious Child
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