Our Youth

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Soaring high

spirits belie

circumstances

rigid stances

though wisdom

nonexistent

yet their kingdom

Longing freedom

chasing mirage

all sabotage

stand ground

Will ironbound

turn they could round

the fate of this place

and raise this race

in eyes of world

erase all beheld

in us:fog receed

We then proceed

wise pearls we heed

and caravans lead

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