succored by the cradlerocker
the child waits until the dawning
caressed by his mother’s love
he simply composes her life

constraints demanding fallacies
rejected by the truth lying in wait
peaceful is the mill of philosophy
endangered by jealousy and hatred

a liaison for all the liars
Old Gooseberry starts the fires
burning nameless and countless crowds
in the name of the last resort

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