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WE MUSTN'T
Passion forever fancies
Songs of rapture now
Racing two hearts so fast
In a single moment, at last
Laughter weaving pictures past
Butterflies dancing on tall grass.
The world cries, we must also cry
You can't stop all this cry
Hearts encased in ironed-shrines
Open and bleeding at their seams,
The world cries, we mustn't always cry
The world 'round me ...agonizes...dies.
